Like a fungus spreading outwards from the point of origination, the three spores in Westbury could only fester in St. Charles, IL for so long until they burst forth onto the Chicago music scene in a giant pussy discharge. Intending to spread the "love", these parasites latched on to any venue that would suit as an acceptable host, and bored deep into the brains of the people attending the shows. Upon contracting the disease, the newly infected could identify the contagion by its obvious and sometimes shocking symptoms: 1) Complete mental rewiring to fascilitate a general distain for radio friendly music. 2) A sudden compulsory urge to visit the group's website and buy their cd's. 3) And last but not least, an appreciation for new and proggressive types of music. People should be on the lookout for the Westbury bactirium. It can easily be distiguished from other hard rock groups by its powerful metal sound, soothing proggressive melodies, and funky jazz type odor. Recently labled a threat by Clear Channel and other Government agencies hell bent on maintaining the status quo, Westbury should be avoided at all costs by those who wish to continue living in their sheltered, comfortable existences surrounded by songs continually pumped by the super-media conglomerate to dull your senses and keep you complacent. Please, if you believe you have contracted this debilitating and strangely addicting disease, please report to your nearest Clear Channel radio station for immediate neural rewiring and re-assimilation into mainstream society.
Bob Gillman 28 lokakuuta 2004 12.02
