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I dont waste much words. They are just for me. No rusty soul will ever understand anything at all. Our scream is for you , that one everyone will get. The dump we`re coming from lies somewhere in CH. Pretty & boring & busted. We got nothing else to do but ROCK. Guess thats pretty much the only thing we´re able to. Guilty for Navels matter is Ricola. The place I met the other two freakoes, Michi and Steve. We packed those nasty candies in bags. no joke... so we said to ourselves some better dead than this one we`ll find everywhere. That was about 4 years ago – now Louisville Records outta Berlin bumped into us, they do the whole record thing now.... a brilliant incidence for us to finally get out of that creepy dumphole. We don`t want to be on conveyor belt radiostations, dont like photosessions since we look better than those silly bands with suits on anyways, hate that fucked up perfectness, love to sleep on stage and we all share that uncertain feeling not have to become very old."
Jari Antti in the name of Navel.
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