“Bienvenidos, mis amigos!
Grab your drinks, you’re gonna need those!”

The band that defeated the Devil in the shape of a businessman
You never need to ask, though.

Not a single punch was thrown when we sent that Yellow Devil home.
It was a real Slap Fiasco.

“How do you top that?” you’re asking.
Well, I’ll tell you.

After spanking down the devil clowns and their sharp-dressed loser-king, the five of us felt proper boujee. And so … the four of us got proper boozy, in the bar at the end of the world.

With musical weapons in hand, we convened in The Basement of Joe Tempo, the band room that lays beyond all existence, where one can be free from all The Devil’s bullsh*t.

We proceeded to jam out so f***ing hard that we damn TELEPORTED ourselves through SPACE and TIME … ended up in Tuscarawas County, Ohio.

We mean to find out why-o.

And if you skipped all that mess for the sake of time, it’s fine; we forgive you. All you need to know is that we rock n’ roll.

:}D~

*Story concepts, names, & original characters by Drew Ramos. All collaborating instrumental parts belong to the prospective musicians.