Ramble On #2: Hammer No More The Fingers

Which is more difficult: writing a song or writing a poem? Beats the heck out of me, I don't write either. But I'll tell you who does. The trio of dudes that's rapidly turning into some of my favorite Carolinians, otherwise known as Hammer No More The Fingers. The 90s college rock-esque rockers Duncan, Jeff, and Joe came up with a mighty fine group effort with the below piece of poetry, all inspired by their latest tour across this great land. So read on, and if you're in the DC metro, I suggest you consider heading to the Rock'n'Roll Hotel tomorrow night for what will surely be a rollicking good rock'n'roll time with the aforementioned Hammer. As you can see from this here poem, they're not too shabby with the poetical stuff, either.

sweet arcade games

mr basketball you have

great mustaches

hair cuts les savy fav

girl drummers play sex cymbals

cheesewhiz meat and bread

cigarette smoke machine

clouds up your head

in sky or on land

its birds, fox japan

blew a superwadzilla in a basement insaneo

the grass is always greener at the foot of a volcano

machete confetti

invisible host

anybody need a beer

chad the bro ghost

mp3: Nobody Knows (Hammer No More The Fingers from Looking For Bruce) (courtesy Sunset In The Rearview Mirror)