Russian Real Estate
Sometime around the turn of the century, two girls and two guys got together. The intention was to form a band of eco-revolutionaries to smash the capitalist police state with their DIY ways, but, instead, they formed a rock band. But such is the way history progresses... These kids, all students at California University of Pennsylvania, stole a name from a Paul Newman character in the cinematic adaptation of William Faulkner\'s The Hamlet and started taking their dancey art-punk to the streets quite quickly. Hippie drum circles invaded, booties forced to shake at beer-soaked basement shows, drug-addled burnouts and high school street punks alike confused and distressed by the interspersed angular noise amongst the pop punk whoo-oos: such was the trail of annihilation left by the Ben Quick. The self-destructing neo-luddite party machine kept churning out the rock and/or roll, even when the masses cried out for respite in the face of smashed guitars and ample bloodshed. Edward Abbey would have been proud of his young acolytes. After a suitable period of rocking out, allergies struck down their bass playing darling. Did that stop Ben Quick? No way! As she bid them a fond farewell, they replaced her with a new bassist, found in the big, bearded, Buddhist body of a former Circle of Dead Children guitarist. He was a perfect fit for that bass player shaped hole, even though he was at least one half again as tall as his predecessor. The Rocking continued, now with the intention of bringing their primarily catchy and alternately jagged lo-fi art-punk to the masses. And so here our biographic account of the Ben Quick ends, with our heroes on the road across Amerika, fighting their war one party-battle at a time. ***IMPORTANT NOTE: THIS BAND DIED A PAINFUL, SAD, METAPHORICAL DEATH. ALL PROCEEDS WILL GO TO THE SURVIVORS***.