Formed in the late winter of they year two thousand and ten, this greasy bunch of post-teens scraped the depths of their punk influences, and collective angst, combining them into a seething, teeming and pulsating baby fetus known only as No Brainer. From that day on, their destinies were clear… scraping the negative, and self destructive crust from the surface of punk rock and revealing the hopeful, idealistic, rich… peanutbuttery center that lay beneath. Leaving in their path a trail of deformed and angry fetuses born from the piles of excrement left behind…. but they never look back.
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