The Bone Rollers

Formed in the mist-veiled valleys and fertile sumptuous slopes of southern Oregon…. Called together by Gods who exist beyond thoughts of good or evil…. Four wandering souls, possessed by music and the sounds of ancient spirits were plucked, one by one, from the crushing entropy of despair, and potted in the soil of deaths inevitability, protected by the canopy of abandoning all possible fucks, and planted at the confluence of poisoned and holy waters. Through this mystical union they’ve concocted a dark and eclectic mix of psyche-rock, surf-rock, doom and post-punk. Their dice are roaring and ruinous, heavy as iron shackles. Every roll blares like thundering seraphim, and shines like the black granite gravestones … They call themselves The Bone Rollers.