Four misfits. One purpose. Maximum chaos.
"Everyone wants punk to explain the world. We just want it to yell at it."
- Rex "Featherstorm" Malone




Formed in a deteriorating industrial district behind a fried-chicken takeout shop. The building next door had terrible insulation, unreliable electricity, and rent cheap enough that no one asked questions.
Storage units, warehouse basements, parking lot generator shows, DIY punk spaces. Most songs lasted under two minutes. Shows ended with feathers thrown into the crowd.
Debut album recorded in two days using equipment borrowed from three other bands. The cult following "The Coop" begins to form.
A badly filmed Berlin live clip goes viral. Promoters from Berlin, London, Tokyo, Seoul, and beyond start reaching out. The absurdity goes global.
Ten cities. Unlimited feathers. Zero guarantees. The legend continues.