Can You Hear That Grumbling in The Distance?
June 15th, 2009 by Elliott David
Here at Flaunt, we know what's cool, and we're really big dicks about it. But you have to listen to us, because you're worms. We drink your milkshake. We're also big fans of monosyllabic onomatopoeia and the eponymous boys of Onorato Wixom, so when those lovely gents sent us the music of their new client, Grum, the universe fell into place, I slipped into a daydream, and suffered a beautiful nocturnal emission, then my bedsheets got pregnant, and that mattress child became a patricide-commiting musical prodigy. I died happy, knowing that some things in this tumor we call a planet go down perfectly.
If you don't believe me, click on these words. Warning: swollen clitorises and unprotected dance-floor sex may occur in the elderly and innocuous virgins.
And if you live in LA or NYC, then not only are you like so super fucking motherfucking cool, but you can go see Grum live and convince a nubile hipster to feel comfortable enough to get naked in your place of residence and subsequently entertain your stimulated genitals with his/her body pieces. It's happened before. It'll happen again. So why not to you?
June 26th - Studio B, NYC
June 27th - The Electric Daisy Carnival, LAX

*photo by Simian Coates, styled by Rich Shoyemi
