Sitting in a cave (that looks suspiciously like a bedroom), Mudge bonked his head on a rock (that looked suspiciously like a laptop), and noticed how it made a pleasant 'bonky' noise. Then a rough looking gang of subatomic particles shouted, 'Hey, Play That Bonky Music, White Boy!' So he did what anyone with a mild concussion would do when accosted by subatomic particles. He turned his back on sleepfulness and made sure those quarks shook their little quark asses. 'Despite the lack of an ensemble crew, Mudge produces danceable and catchy indie electro-pop that manages to recall the tunes of Marc Bianchi minus the vocals. ... 'Dudda,' in particular, is a unique fusion of drum and bass beats.' - Jayne Wilson, The California Aggie.
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