Once upon a time, two eternal L.A.Drones! ("thieves" in Spanish) named Mr. Pablo and Darlingtonia Brackets pierced the line delimiting the real and the unreal and crash landed in Los Angeles. Harnessing the magic hidden in the prime numbers and the energy in the sound frequencies produced in the universe, these two could observe and assimilate the most interesting music in decades. They met near the minimalism of Terry Riley, the proto electronic of Silver Apples, the dronic rock of the Velvets, the Kraut of Cluster, Neu, Can and Kraftwerk, and adore Brian Eno as a living demigod. L.A.Drones! will not be put in a box and be held captive by a genre. They feel close to the rebirth of the Synth, under the tutelage of punk with Suicide, Cabaret Voltaire, and Crash Course in Science, through the Industrial apocalypse of Throbbing Gristle… See the birth of the synthesized pop of the Neue Deutsche Welle and DAF, and jumping to the new world to learn about new influxes of acid house, techno and the most primitive electro of the dark Detroit… Never stop breathing the most intoxicated fumes of the Jamaican dub, with people like The Scientist, or King Tubby. No one knows who they are because they are hiding behind thieves masks and the paths they walk are concealed by the akelarre sounds. They say that Chris & Cosey might be hiding their true identity? The Name of This Band Is L.A.Drones! ¨Sci-fi Post Punk Legends¨ GF