Sometimes I sit and listen to “post-rock” on youtube or pandora or whatever, trying to figure out what it is. I have this feeling that it’s designed to make me “feel” something… like either despondent over the futility of feet… or exultant because some benevolent spirit inspired me to make a short film about my brother. Most of it just makes me tired; mental fatigue from hearing the same Fender Twin Reverb-soaked earnestness over and over for 15 years. Anyway, I can’t promise that MINѺT is not somehow part of that steaming morass, but I can promise that we 1.) are not at all earnest, 2.) are rarely impressed with our own ideas, and 3.) do not seek a co-publishing deal so that our music can be in TV commercials for adulthood.
We’re hitting the road. Come get weird & jittery with us See dates immediately to the right. In the meantime, just put on some Psy and be glad this is not the soundtrack to your life.