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| We dont like to use labels for ourselves, like "goth" or "darkwave" or "homosexual", we prefer to let who we are speak for ourselves. True, we have the blackest darkness in our souls, but our remorse lies in that coldness that keeps us alone together. |
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Eldrew | |
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At the tender age of 24, his heart was touched by an unrequited love. Mr. Sock Puppet had been a dear and loyal friend for many years, but now Eldrew sought something deeper in their relationship. But before his feelings could be shared, tragedy struck, and Mr. Sock Puppet was lost in the laundry. The pain of his loss drove him to music, and he struck out on the lonely rode of musician's despair, along with the other members of Blah Morte. Other projects: NNP Nation |
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Gopus_1 |
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Originally from the slums of Harlem, he lived a life dedicated to religion and paper mache. Hours out of each day were spent on his knees in silent prayer and glue. During a prolonged mache session, he experienced a revelation, and lost consiousness. He awoke to discover that his hair had been covered in glue. The details of the revelation fled his mind entirely, with the new fascination of his solid locks. From that day on, he attempted to fashion hair as rigid as his morals. In Eldrew, he found a true partner who understood his need for rigidity, one who could fill the holes in his life that religion and glue left open. Other projects: UnderWhere? |
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brnrd |
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In the dark gothic night, he was born out of the cold loneliness of black death. From that first cold, cold breath drawn, he was alone in the angst of loneliness. In this blackness, there was no warmth, no companionship except his own lonely soul. Then, he got a job working at Burger Barn and met the other members of Blah Morte. At long last, there was someone to share the dank, dark coldness with. Other projects: I8 Pussy |
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