Imagine Harry Merry and Quintron in a head-on car crash with Suicide, just outside Groningen, Holland. That picture in your head still does not sound like this great band. They sing in Dutch with a dark humorous twist. Lyrics about their brand new Nike's, the constantly evolving image culture, the digital freeway and calls to each other about missed rehearsal dates. This might be one of the most important Dutch lyrics sporting acts since Boudewijn De Groot and HET!