Our four bears.

Did you find any yet? Hmmm ... I was sure they'd be here somewhere. How about now? Nothing? Okay. Keep digging. Great hopping organoids, this archaeology business is harder than it looks.

Idle hands do the devil's work, or so they say. Here at the abandoned Cheney Hammer Mill (our squat house), we like to try to keep busy just so that we don't get into trouble. Sure, you might think being a musician would be enough, and well, it should be. But you can play and play and play until the cows come home. Then what have you got? A whole herd of cows, and no place for them to graze. Who do those cows belong to, anyhow? Right ... well, I've wandered a bit, but you get the point.

So sure, we make music, but in between all that we like to involve ourselves in scientific endeavors ... at least in the social sciences. (We leave the hard sciences to our mad science advisor, Mitch Macaphee.) This week it's archaeology. Why that field? Well, we spotted an article about Neanderthals or Denisovans finding their way to the Americas more than 100,000 years ago, and that piqued our interest. The evidence seemed a little thin: just some smashed Mastodon bones. So we thought we'd take a look in the dirt and see if we could find some helpful artifacts, buried far below the hammer mill.

Dude ... behind you. Take a look.The fact is, I'm pretty sure those scientists are right about the Neanderthals. Back when we used Trevor James Constable's patented orgone generating device as a time travel portal, we sent ourselves back in time to a point in American history when large-jawed anthropoids made up the majority of our club audiences. They're heavy tippers, I understand, but always call out songs you never heard of. And when you start playing, they knock rocks together until you're all done. Charming.

If you're wondering whether we've come across any remains, well, I hate to disappoint you, but the Neanderthals' secret still remains safe. It's basically choose your myth at this point. I choose the one where they follow some wayward bears over from Russia. Others have suggested a cable car of some sort. We may never know.

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