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In January 2006 a coquettish little Welsh girl and her swarthy Spanish lover rustled up a blueprint which appeared to provide a solution to the world’s insipid musical malaise. Acoustic assistance was required and so the pair hopped atop the nearest hillside, bellowing to the heavens their request for likeminded hairy helpers. The clarion call was responded to by a quartet of tousled troubadours and The Maladies of Bellafontaine were forged.
Hark! As angelic vocals shuffle along to eggbound spanish guitar. Behold the cello, glock, synth and most cack-handed of backbeats. ”Hurrah!” cried townsfolk the world over, “finally we have a reason to de-muff our beleaguered ears.”
The Maladies of Bellafontaine reside in an old converted monastery in the celestial backwaters of Wigan, the six members are woken at 4.30am every morning by the monks to undertake the daily routine of looking after the holy penguins and giraffes, before being flogged and then offered dry weetabix, which they have to refuse.
Cheif Monk, rev brian o'hanlananananan said of the group: I don't like these feckers, they only get up at 4.33 and they never bless the penguins in the way such deities should be addressed, saying that though, the cacaphony that they scatter the air of this monastery with is on a par with being washed with our Lady of Lourdés own tears . User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.
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Hark! As angelic vocals shuffle along to eggbound spanish guitar. Behold the cello, glock, synth and most cack-handed of backbeats. ”Hurrah!” cried townsfolk the world over, “finally we have a reason to de-muff our beleaguered ears.”
The Maladies of Bellafontaine reside in an old converted monastery in the celestial backwaters of Wigan, the six members are woken at 4.30am every morning by the monks to undertake the daily routine of looking after the holy penguins and giraffes, before being flogged and then offered dry weetabix, which they have to refuse.
Cheif Monk, rev brian o'hanlananananan said of the group: I don't like these feckers, they only get up at 4.33 and they never bless the penguins in the way such deities should be addressed, saying that though, the cacaphony that they scatter the air of this monastery with is on a par with being washed with our Lady of Lourdés own tears . User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.