Arriving in a cloud of raucous brass heavy music, driving their home made, flaming and smoking battle-church. Dressed in punk marching band attire & existing within their very own miniature apocalyptic microclimate.
These idiots are convinced that the inventible end of the world is upon us, maybe today, maybe right here, maybe right now!
Their mission? To educate you into what to expect when we move into the next phase, the switch over into the new dawn, into the next frequency of consciousness.