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CROP CIRCLES

Crop Circles are not a hoax made with string and 2x4s. They're a folk metal band. They don't know who they sound like, because they don't like other bands.

    Listen to their songs (now in MP3!)

But, alas, the circles have dispersed. Mariages, children, and geographic relocations did them in. But watch out for an overpriced reunion tour sometime in the future...

Crop Circles is:

Cry havoc and let loose the dogs of Carl Burkhalter (drums).
Attorney, percussionist, marathon runner, and (former) debonair playboy. He pursues all four the same way.
Three words: pounding, pounding, pounding.

He's got a razor sadness that only gets worse.
There's nothing about him that $100 wouldn't fix.
Clay Bridges (bass, harmony vocals)
pierced the corporate veil, and didn't even wash his hands. He has the voice of an angel too long on the pipe.
He threatens audience and band members alike with his mighty bass. Fear him.

License his roving hands and let them go, above, behind,
between, below: James Floyd (lead vocal, rhythm guitar).
In Asia, he learned the secrets of how to cloud men's minds. In the Central American jungle,
he found a lost city of gold. Now he works at the mall. He's a Zen somnambulist with music caught in his craw.

He is become death, shatterer of worlds:Rob Smith, Ph.D. (lead guitar, harmony vocals).
Say his name, and say Dr. Smith when you do. Don't believe what his so-called friends say.
His guitar is an industrial press. Remove all rings and tie up loose hair before listening.

Listen to their songs. (Now in MP3!)

All songs copyright (1995,1996) Hapless Bastard Music. All rights reserved.

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Last modified: September 10, 2008