# khurangbin live at the boiler room london now plays in the lab background how leezy's hips sway in time with the luxurious body of ir heavy bass and subtle fret work too often makes one's inner hairy werewolf jaw extrude outward through the front of a stupid face chinese takeout menu in our hand we howl at the screen what talent we wish we could hang out with the coolest band in near-future retro 60's cambodia feeling so artistically deprived in this nowhere town we could weep silent leaden tears of isolation // republic of bob