Rogue Tribe

Coming from somewhere between the windy and rolling Yorkshire moors and the dusty Australian desert; from the old and snow-capped Austrian alps and the thunderous Black Hills, come the greatest band the world has ever seen. Mixing poetry, artistry and instrumentation; come a tribe of rogues, hell-bent on taking the music industry back from the corporate-soul-sucking-mall-muzak blasting from the Jonestown-esque tanoys and radio speakers throughout the world. A bunch of loners and losers who never want to be cool. A gang of misfits ready to blaze their youth upon a fiery stage. A tribe for the tribe-less, leading the people back to druidity, to Merlin nights full o the old ways, rogue gypsys run off from a civilisation that always felt alien. A sanctuary for the outcast and downtrodden who never fit in with the rat race; and a massive fuck you to the bullshit hipocracy of global corprotacracy that feels we owe them. We've had their musical propaganda shoved down our throats for too long, it's time to turn the tables, it's time to give the power back to the shit-kickers, the poor, hungry and homeless. This is our time, let's light it up, we only want it all.