It's a story 'bout war(t)(s), blood(s), guts, fur and furs, and disco songs. It takes place in a small pub in a small town in a small-towned world. It's as disgusting as Grandma's dinner. Plenty of gall, a full dose of venom poured over it but we are...

What makes a tortured brain walk in the morning rain, and when the buses come, roar and roam, we'd rather sat here and stay home alone. Tatoo frenzy gotta attract the eye of the gonzo paparazzo, starting on level zero and looking for the clouds above...