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There are sounds coming from the basement room of a little ranch house in the hills and hollows of Windham, Maine. A drumbeat, insistent and maniacal. The jangling of bone on steel string. A low moan and a shrill cry. If there were neighbors other than old barns and scrap yards, they would be asking: What are they doing in there?
Drawing from an endless well of Wild Mercury. Tim Ouillette, the singer and the guitar player is bent like a syphilitic over his cutaway acoustic guitar and a lonely microphone. Jeff Harmon, the drummer and owner of the house, smirks as he lays down the groove. Peter Hill, just a drifter who shaved his face and pawned it all for his bass guitar, has his head held high
-BPH, NYC
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