Going hammy ham in our secret rehearsal space. It's located under what looks like a post soviet abandoned factory of some sort. Myth says it used to be the home of long-forgotten MP3-player brand: Jens of Sweden. We have tried to get hold of Jens for verification. He didnt pick up since hes probably busy snorting coke from the tucked in ween of a cross dressing prostitute in some fancy tax haven... What a fate.
