Album Notes

It's a very fine line between control and chaos and those who can consistently operate close to or on the line are considered geniuses whatever their discipline. Those who rush at the line or cross it are considered at best idiots and at worst, dangerous.

My Tiny Circus is no stranger to the line, we flirt with the line and then, when the line is suitably smitten, we slyly carress it. Sometimes the line responds and sometimes our affections are spurned. It is a fickle line and we are inexperienced lovers. If sometimes we cross the line, it's only because we want to see what it looks like from the other side and are prepared for the consequences of our curiosity. Are we idiots or geniuses ? Neither...or possibly both.

My Tiny Circus, The idiot savants of Ottawa's LoungeCore scene (Possibly we are Ottawa's LoungeCore scene...if you know different please tell us - Perhaps we can double date), sing songs about Satan, sin, sex, stalking and alliteration in a breezy lounge-pop style. We're a large because, when you're working this close to the line, from whichever side, there's safety in numbers.

The band that the Ottawa Citizen called "The sound of sweet subversion" and of whom Upfront Ottawa magazine advised you to "Set your ass to sway" - My Tiny Circus sounds like the bastard love child of Gilberto Gil and Insane Clown Posse mewling and puking into a strong headwind.

You, dear CD Baby purchaser, are surely imaginative enough to know what the outcome of that bizarre coupling would be and so for us to further explain would be pointless.

If you really want to know what we sound like then come and see us live IF YOU DARE !!! .....and if you happen to live conveniently close to Ottawa, have nothing better to do on a Saturday night and have five bucks burning a hole in your pocket. It'll be the best evening of Anarcho-LoungeCore you'll ever attend.