Ascites Update! Last week FNN took on "Soft Adult Contemporary" from Ascites' Incisional Drainage album, all the while bemoaning a dearth of background and label information. Well, turns out that Ascites read the post; members Nathan Golub and Matt Coffey reached out to FNN via email, filling in some blanks. So here's some stuff you should know about Ascites:
- They're from Dallas! Besides Golub and Coffey, the members are Alex C. and Randa Golub, who is Nathan's wife.
- They're playing Super Happy Fun Land October 9 with Rosemary Malign, Last Rape, Zahava, Murex, and other ne'erdowells. So clear your schedule, mark your calendars, and start Googling Napalm recipes.
- They aren't signed to a label just yet, though they're working on that now. If you wanna buy their albums, write to Nathan at firstname.lastname@example.org.
- They know people in Sweden. Do you?
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