ALL HAIL HYENA

It began 2 years ago. We made a punk-rock band and decided to wear pyjamas on stage, instead of wearing them when we should’ve been at home with the kids or our wives, we chomped out staccato metal and garagemath psychepunk to unsuspecting audiences with our guitars and drums. Founding member Aiden departed from drums and longtime friend and producer Rob took the seat and sweat a lot. We mean a lot - you could fill up three swimming pools with his bodily fluid. We’ve played with our heroes Grandaddy, raised money for Tim Smith from Cardiacs, shared a stage with Sleepy People and Ultrasound and stuck out some music and videos only DIY could do. This is why we needed HYENA INC. a shadowy organisation of creatives, military men, press officers, lovers, psychologists, atheists, Satanists, muslims, photographers, artists, bakers and SuperFans; a task force of the greatest people in the world to jettison us to the dizzying heights of global recognition. We support each other and make magical things happen because the Deathbed is too near to lie on and live a life unloved. This is not a flash in the pan. Too many bands come and go like politicians these days. New App - New band. New band - new hype. Shouting above the dystopia of modern music, we turn our backs on all that and stomp along our own path, making it as we go. We urge you to do the same, unless you want washing away with everything else. Anchor your heart into the ground, make music nobody might like but you do, be a dick on stage, put on a show. Put on a fucking show.