Album Notes

"Lo, years ago there was one particle. That particle tried as it may and tried as it might. It joined and formed many a band, ensemble, and musical plight. Years went by and experiences and sounds were gained and strained through all the formations. Through projects and rejects, loves and dislikes, the particle continued to hone a lovely high layered sound of loud telecasters, dreamy harmonies, and an energy that would burn through space and time on the ever morphing always pulsing push of all the imagination a TG-77 tone generator could produce. As the particle ontinued to pulse and burn, to keep near its radiance a love of fun, but a depth of character not to be dismissed as fluff, it rooted what light would shine with the big bang and bump of a solid and sexy rhythm section. Merely a year ago, this protagonist piece of matter tatooed the
culmination of its sound journey to our digital age and sent a formal message and invitation out through the ether. And as gravity and gaeity would have it, it drew more particles unto itself. That little particle was Fruitcake.

Eventually it would draw five more unto it self. Six members in all and one together, the Particle Seven. Fruitcake's message would call compatriots to form the group: Similar paths, similar travels. They've gigged in units, enjoyed the joy, and engaged the pains, and were now hearing the sounds of this particle calling each of them. Grizz would come to bang the skins with the fury of his beastly name. Shadow would float in to lay a heavy bass to keep in the frantic and powerful rhythm guitar raging of Gams. Radar could sense what was gathering and came to deliver signals of shredding on his trusty git-fiddle. And Kitty sauntered in to purr a smooth harmony across the sound of this tight nit, tight playing, ultra slick, more-PAAAAPAAAAPOWWW-than pop, collaboration. Absorb, release, enjoy and welcome to the Particle Seven."