The Sun 'NT' album

I had written an artsy fartsy biography that rhymed and that I was going to rap in the style of that Sage Francis, but strange almost famous Talking Heads shot that one down.

So now instead of listening to a sweet fucking hip-hop number filled with jabs and puns you get to be bombarded with the Boredoms of the story of The Sun.

I will hitherto refer to myself as Chris, not because I feel that the third person is a suitable tense to speak of oneself in but because I want to try and remove myself from the emotions, which will inevitably, coincide with such a convoluted recounting of the past. Here we go then, please try to follow along, please put your seats upright and put your tray tables up and in locked position. “Chris” will try and make this fun for you.

Lets start with……………….
Ashtray was a band from the town of St. Louis who were fans of a man named Tim. Easton was the last name of the man that Chris was a fan of and after much nagging was aloud to play a bit of the stand-up bass. Columbus Ohio was the place where this mess started, an old man just farted, he looks embarrassed and all of this reminds me of L.A. Where Chris and Tim stayed only to meet Mark and Vic. Mark and Vic took Chris on a trip even though Vic was sick and they taught him further how to play. On returning with this knowledge a bit of Wilco was thrown into this porridge and the alternative to country train name dropping blame game keeps rolling like a beat of the same. (whew!) This is where it gets weird because the vultures appeared to feast on the remains of dreams broken, but that’s a bit dramatic and we wouldn’t be anywhere without our management, so we’ll just get back to the demos. The demos that were never meant to be demos, they were once considered a record and were recorded with love from friends named Leroy, Carlos, Jay, and Sam. Mr. Brown on loan from a band called The New Bomb Turks brought the punk skills to these country and blues pills and the excitement that can only be called rock and roll broke on the horizon. Alas two more are still missing, one named Bryan and one named Brad, but where do they come from and how did they get to be so bad………….ass. They obviously garnered their skills in the streets, fighting villainy with their teeth cut on the beef made mad by their mad chops that could only be learned in the melting pot of stew named Columbus oh. Oh and now we are full circle, they are four strong and known as The Sun. They can play and they can comprehend, they can think for themselves and are therefore dangerous.

DO NOT ATTEMPT CONTACT!! VIEW FROM A DISTANCE!! For you might lose a hand. Columbus is a dangerous place where seeds of dissent are sown in a town run by children. Grown-ups beware. You have been fucking warned.

Chris Burney/The Sun

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