http://www.myspace.com/weeptheband
Weep will play, with few exceptions, any career-ending dump that will let them do so. Weep have shed their thin mantle of pride to do what needs to be done in order to give you a fattening slice of their musical pie. A pie filled with passion, honesty, guitars larger than their wielders, drumming as big as the house your wealthiest friend lives in, bass guitars playing the melody rather than the harmony, keyboards louder than you expected, and mincemeat.... Pie metaphor.
Weep promises to shame the room with their big-bad-sound. Therefore redefining your sense of shame. Supplanting your embarrassing 8th grade Washington Trip blunder with their thunderous sound.
Weep promises to walk you to your door, give you a respectful kiss on the cheek, and not blog about you. Weep will not tell all of Weep's friends the glorious truth that you put-out immediately, and made little "yummy sounds" as you did the sublimely dirty deed. This would make Weep a cad, and in turn, make you resent the heights of pleasure Weep (and Weep alone) was able to bring you to. Sadly, Weep may not call you the next day. This is because Weep wants to come off as cool and aloof. Yet we all know that Weep is eager to please you... Weep will do all of this musically.
Weep will never wear hats on stage.
Weep is completely without marketing savvy and has no idea how to "make-it". Therefore: your love of Weep will never be sullied. You can always enjoy your hip status of loving an underground band.
Weep is shaded by the soft, delusional cloud of self-love. But unlike other narcissists, Weep wants you to compete with their delusion. Weep dares you to love Weep more than Weep loves itself. There are no losers in this musical love-fest, with the exception of those who can't embrace the mighty sound of Weep. Seriously, Weep believes that these soulless monsters are probably jealous... Weep's delusions are boundless!
Weep's music is 98% free of irony. Any stupid thing Weep does is done because Weep thought that it was the best thing to do. Sentimentality? Fuck yeah! Loud keyboards? What of it!? Choruses that pay-off like so many musical orgasms? Damn right! Completely ignoring what is "in"? You know it!
Weep forges your tomorrow wearing pointy old shoes, a new shirt, and trousers made of steel! Weep thinks you get what Weep is trying to say here... Because you are "in" with Weep.
Weep is packaged in a peanut free facility that processes other nuts.
Weep believes that they are your favorite band. Don't tell Weep otherwise. Weep has feelings too.
FRED macaraeg :BASS
ALEX dziena :KEYS
BILL kovalcik :DRUM
DOC hammer :GUIT/VOX
