(Okay on this one Aria Wellingon needs to draw some only black outline things on the blue green parts of the background. I'unnow they look sleek sophisticated indie rock try to capture empty mysteriousness big blank thunk, thunk of blank, irony at the concept of indie irony, this is a mirror this is a window it's a box of windows and it's adorably surreally horiffying. something in front of each header text space. wherever else you think you can fint something. then i'll do more filter things with the lines and maybe the entire image and all of the images you draw i don't know what it is yet but it'll barely be detectable then i'll probably do a cleaner more detailed job with how the orange fades into the white.)

Oh an image this mysterious obviously they can't wait to be found out some day. Actually no. Not to you people anyway, we hate you. Not even after we're dead. We do not wish to be perceived. Oh like Godspeed You! Black Emperor or Boards of Canada they wanna look so mysterious you wanna rip them off... Yes, just like that. Oh and you want us to see you hate your fans I get it, well not me I'm proper indie rock I get a good hate your fans image. No you don't. We hate you. Oh you're just gonna take indie rock all the way to keeping it in to your graves and wanting it, wanting nobody to ever see you not wanting anybody to see you. Yeah I guess we win indie rock. Don't tell anybody, it's the mysterious Godspeed You! Black Emperor forces who knows what could happen.

You will note there's no way to get in contact with us. We know some indie executive mastermind has made it to the end of this write up thinking "Well they want SOME exposure, we know they want SOME exposure." You're supposed to be educated on what happens to you people when you snap on your own ego.