Once upon a gulf, four individuals searching for a nibble of meaning in this world crossed each others paths. Each one had a separate tale altogether, but this is a tale of the four of 'em meeting under one circumstance. Their names were Euggy, Jason, Christopher and Lea Jo. Every story has roots, so it only seems appropriate to begin at the root of this adventurous feat. Our story begins on the day Euggy met Christopher. This was a night at a tiny hole-in-the-wall, and Euggy had an early start on the syrup. He was meeting up with Christopher and two other fellas he had spoken with about doing some music making. Euggy made highs, Christopher made lows and the others did what had to be done. The group worked on wonderful sounds and inspected each others methods. After a year of hard work and lovely melodies, the group, unfortunately but fortunately, parted ways. Christopher continued his research in rocket science and Euggy continued his studies at the university with the occasional dibble-dabble in music making with other projects. Euggy and Christopher lost touch for sometime, mind you, this is only half of the story. Off in another locale nearby, Jason and Lea Jo were creating harmony. Jason made boom boom and Lea Jo made lows/nee-noo-nee with someone that did what had to be done. This unfortunately, but fortunately, did not succeed as well. Euggy had been busy working with several other fellas on music making and was introduced to Jason. Jason and Euggy hit it off immediately. The syrup temptation was strong between these two. But they felt as if things were going too slow for their pace. Jason recommended a combo upgrade via Lea Jo and separation from the fellas. Jason and Lea Jo kept in touch and had become life partners in between all the mumbo jumbo and intermission. However, this time Lea Jo decided to drop lows/nee-noo-nee and use beep beep for this project. The three of 'em experimented with one other lows specialist named Dan, but eventually called on Christopher to become the main low operator. Our story is coming to an end. But before we reach the conclusion, I would like to mention our long lost friend who departed. He specialized in highs as well and his influence resonates on the first recording. His name was Bile. With this, we conclude our story. But it's not over. It's not even a bit near the middle. Because, once you grow from roots, you rise from the soil to see things clearly.