ezra selove sent this bio to me so i owe him a cigarette.

The Wasted are the loneliest band in history, fanning the flames of the only home you've ever known as it's reduced from tinder to cinder in a glorious blaze the Post Star will later describe as "illuminating"; not that you care. You live in the garage. The Wasted ride the coat-tails of a skeleton to and fro, which explains their inertia. They drift aimlessly with junked up precision, but such expertise. And you care. You're speechless. You're transfixed. You buy a beer. You listen some more. You buy your fifth second beer and hoist that bottle in the air, screaming, "we are already in hell." Then you go home. This band is your life. - ezra selove