Killers from space.
Just an FYI: this post has nothing to do with Killers from Space, either the thing or the movie by the same name. I just used it to draw your attention to an even more immediate problem: Killers from Underground! Say what you want about Big Green. Sure, we may not be the most successful band around. And true enough, we don't perform very much ... or even at all, really. And it's fair to say that we spend much of our band time recording stuff in the basement, releasing the resulting tracks buried in incomprehensible podcasts. Further, you wouldn't be wrong to say that we are gaunt, pigeon-toed freaks with bad builds and gray hair. Right ... are you done saying what you want? This is getting depressing. Oh, yeah - my point is simply that, even though we don't deliver on a lot of what you might expect from an indie rock band, we try to be useful in little ways. Like giving you pointers on how to handle a disgruntled mad scientist. Or tips on personal robot assistant ma...