Exclamation point not added for emphasis, that's just how the guys roll.
With a full-length on Psychic Handshake, a split with the O-Voids (sold out), and a 7-inch out on Almost Ready Records, the band peddles in garage fuzz but sway into barroom brawling territory as much as surfer skuzz. They also do arts and crafts visual representations of their sound. (See Exhibit A).
The Edmonton, Alberta five-piece proudly proclaim their under-21 years status in a magazine interview that also includes self-descriptive nuggets like:
[The Wicked Awesomes! are] five galloping white horses, a laser lightshow displaying the entire solar system, a product of the public school system, spelled wrong unless there’s an exclamation point, releasing an LP in ’09 on Montreal’s Psychic Handshake Records, playing in your town, a dry cough, a geodesic dome, the worst smell ever, sexually transmitted, poorly adapted to their environment, using two-month-old root beer in their Sugar Crisp because they can’t afford milk.
The band was kind enough to send along three mp3s for you and your ilk to disperse across the digital tundra.
