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Nine fine years and three wise men. Baskets of sweat, Zack’s bloody fingers, perhaps a tear. Hour upon hour working to get you ne’er-do-wells some music this year. The Albatross. Well it’s a bloody sea bird isn’t it? Coleridge’s totem for sailors to display their guilt. We’re your friends. Listen to us. Let go of the blues; upon which this record was built. Hatched in Prosperity, SC in a small garage you might call a shack. A rock and roll trio made up of Ben, Jake, and Zack. From your speakers a mystic power will emerge. Come now one and come now all to our rock and roll church. We think that you’re fab. Tross is Boss but YOU the fan, the listener is where it’s at. This is the record to take you back to a time when music made you bite your lip and rhythms were hot, greasy, and fat. From the time Columbus sailed the ocean blue to the age of yoga pants and grumpy photos of cats. Rockem sockem robots ain’t got nothing on these boys. They’ve got a monopoly on the game of rock — just wait ‘til you see them play with their toys. The end result is here for you to spin-spin-spin. Ever since Tchaikovsky and Beethoven rolled over, kids have been rockin’. Now it’s rockin’ again. So from our home in South Carolina to your home or car or living room, is the record of the year. Who knows, you might see them on TV soon. This is your welcome to the in-crowd; that secret club. This is your invitation. The secret handshake (wink, wink) is hidden within, Bub. Come now, don’t be shy. Don’t ask yourself whitherto or why. There’s a first time for everything so give it a try. The bird has made it out of legend and fable to the Pantheon of rocks. So here it is, without further ado, introducing...The Albatross.