Tri Angle will exist to perform a genre with the working title of "drag" What's "drag" sound like, you say? Well...
That's not actually what the person said. I added a bit. See if you can guess where.
It's like a witching-hour vision of Cocteau Twins dream pop, meshed with the roar of early-60's British skiffle and the soundtrack to a particularly angsty Gregg Araki film full of Gen X shoegazer atmospherics and industrial beats, sieved gently through Ukrainian disco-folk, the good kind, brought bang up to the date by the influence of raw hip-hop mutations like chopped and screwed and juke, at which point we take these bits, these sonic doodles if you will, and we play them raw over muted clips of old Laurence Welk or Sonny & Cher clips, while we strap the listener in and make him watch, Clockwork-Orange style. We're not joking about that. We've got the basement all set up, and there's a user-agreement that comes with the download, CD, or LP. The effect is a major drag, and the great thing about the name of the genre is that we're not intending that ironically. Irony is dead anyway.
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