Amid the filthy din of hot vacuum tube amps and fuzz is movement.  You can't quite put your finger on it, and suddenly it explodes out from underneath the mess of guitar cables and empty beer bottles and knocks you flat on your ass.  When you wake up, you're in the emergency room, and the doctor informs you that you nearly died of alcohol poisoning.

In other news, Tanks is a smooth jazz quartet.

Band Members
Chuck Howard		guitar/vocals
Nick Pyland		guitar/vocals
Alex "The Throbber" Pilkington		bass
Sam Hendricks		drums
Music
Rhinestone Jones

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