An orphanage is a dirty nasty place. Full of rats and scurvy and sodomy and cheap breakfast cereals. It was in one of these godless institutions, that 4 small boys met up and formed Taxi Violence.
Each night they`d creep together and plan escape. Dream of life on the other side of the barbed wire fence, away from the alsatian attack dogs and giant lesbian security guards.
Eventually they broke free and joined a travelling circus, where they saw the world and perfected their craft.
The circus opened them up. Meeting new people, hearing many sides to every story, and carrying the collective burden of a tragic past has opened them up to the universe around them.
It is only by bringing joy and love to the people around them theat they feel happy and complete as human beings. They also have no friends and are really insecure. But that may be irrelevant.
As Taxi Violence took shape, so to did the beautiful spirits that make up it`s core members. When he learns how to play one, Rian will be the guitarist. Much as Loedi wishes he played the drums, Louis beat him to it. So he`s stuck on the bass. And sweet, loveable George hums along rhythmically to all their songs. |
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