Band - The Unfuzzbarn

Just elements away from our own heartbeat there are settled our instruments, since start we approve to be only seconds away from fewlings that occure while we are playing. .. The time, the rythm of life is the hardest element that keeps on clockin as this is been writin.. and even everythyme we play. We try to conjure, we knack it in parts, we chop it down and at end... we rip it apart... We all dug our own way into simply guitar music. Even if the paths were hardly said set at different start points, we all crossed here... Finally set up in the sacred barn they stood together. Four creative Freaks that call themselves THE UNFUZZBARN...

An important side of the creative input are the different streams of musical education they..re from and come up with. .. Born out of the first guitar shreds from the nearly insane frontman who isn..t capable of playing the guitar properly until today consulving in instinct-driven riffs and vocals the rest of the pack is following order... even today... To the beast-taming bass-playing goddess which can convent the frontmans beastiness and the overstanding powersource to a converging soundconstruct of constant groove in trinity with the drums played and the second guitar...

Over the found in the lonesomes of a kyuskedriven motorpsycho of a driven solo-guitarplayer, even if he doesn..t want..s to be called like that. Concludes to a drum player that challenges atreides in constantly structure and Hercules in a manner of constitution... As in end upcoming from the feeble upstarts of cro-magnon riff-ups (which are improved and present since today... in a cro-magnon way ;) the songs became more complex, with a thick slice of groove. .. Every part of the Ka-Tet has a voice, and if it..s been risen, the others will be listening. So a mixture of ideas conceal in one song. .. There are more than one occassions as Johannes said: "There gotta be vocals! We can..t have another instrumental!" - And the writer sank to it..s knees wrote some lines and it became a poem of a line... Just he tossed the word... So sink to your knees... Reel in silence... And sip up the bowl of sound we offer to you... ..