This band writes about the realities of life most people can understand, but don't want to talk about out loud...Elephant Ballet asks for a microphone, some heavy amplification, lots of distortion, and then starts screaming these things at full volume for over 50 minutes of serious music. Although this album is a debut for Elephant Ballet, the creator is a seasoned and experienced musician that has been writing music professionally for years under the names of The Other White Meat, Junkyphunk, and now Elephant Ballet. From the theaticality of 'Lip Gloss Jesus', to the angst of 'Hate You More', to the insightful 'Choosing Sides', to the sensual 'Psycho Sexual', and the humorous 'Why I Have No Life', Elephant Ballet proves to be as talented as it is diverse. Built on an industrial foundation, Elephant Ballet crosses over into the realms of rock, metal and punk while maintaining a sawtooth-synthed edge. Focusing more on melody and composition as well as production quality, Elephant Ballet goes beyond where most bands leave off. This is the serious alternative to alternative music... '...you guys have a killer grooving sound!!!! keep kicking ass!!!!' - Darren from 'Piranha' 'i love your music...it's catchy too, and if people don't like it they're...they're...well, they're just dumb.' - Michelle from MySpace 'gawd i love your music...maybe me & my boyfriend should make an x-rated tape to your music & mass produce it & sell it on e-Bay!' - Justine from Brooklyn 'you all have great vocals and your music is completely original. Keep up the ROCK' - Parker from Louisiana 'I knew your music kicked ass, this was way beyond my expectations! Kick ass is an understatement!! It was phenomenal!! I cannot believe you did that all on your own! Your talent is unbelievable and the music is truly addicting!' - Stargazer from Virginia 'hey I love your sound ! It has some kind of stoner VS acidpunk vibe I really dig...' - VX Cheerleader from Punish Yourself 'Philly is ABSO-FREAKIN-LUTELY AMAAAAAAZING!' - Meg from Wisconsin 'This is is the arena where the truth of the individual is staged and there is nowhere left to hide. The actor is portraying himself in this psycho-drama, and the world is his audience. He projects to those who care to listen and understand, and disregards the rest because it wouldn't be an honest performance any other way. The music, like the individual, is multifaceted, and embraces the inner truth that we would like to remain silent. The human condition is the hook, and like the human condition, the music can be beautiful as well as horrific. The actor is now an artist, painting a picture of these moments in a human history. The air is the canvass, the music is the paint, and the words are the details which bring the paintings to life. They are portraits of us all.' --Philly.
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