Imagine this scenario…
You’ve spent 8 years pouring your whole life into a body of work that’s built upon a base of philosophical sarcasm and a reprehensible enjoyment of the most transformative period in modern political history, viewed through a lens of common sense resistence.
The destruction of the legacy news media.
The fall from grace of the institutions of law and justice.
The obliteration of the political consensus.
Imagine you focused all those thoughts into an inter-woven musical odyssey of life and observation in today’s upside down, everything’s gone crazy world.
Imagine you built up a devoted and engaged following of many thousands of people and then one day it was all gone!
Imagine the fuck off.
Your insights into your art.
Your freedom to think and say what is ostensible.
In one second, without recourse or appeal. Not only you, but everyone associated with you.
Wiped from the record.
Removed from the chain.
Who could have done such a terrible thing to warrant such ostracisation?
What menace to decent thought?
Are they many?
Who are these purveyors of all that is heinous and un-allowed?
Well, let me introduce you to the band.
Erin, Rob, Mike and Robo.
We are Protective Fences simultaneously wiped from the devil’s arsehole that is Twitter…
Just as we are about to launch our NEW album, ‘Extended Probability’.
Are you curious…?
A soundtrack to the events of our time.