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Release Date: 2013-11Label: Lumpy Records
Cover folds out to a double-sided poster with tracklisting and pictures. Tracks are numbered sequentially, 1 through 12.YEAH, THOSE WERE THE DAYS...
Growing up as a dork in a small rural midwestern town is a silver lining, pedaling in the limits of where your bike
can take you, going and getting a soda from the gas station because that's the only thing you can do, dreaming
of rad babes who would want to hang out with you, playing video games with buddies and dumping snacks out
of your backpack, it's a fun way to live for some, especially if you're not into large trucks, underage drinking, and
claiming to be a self-described redneck listening to pseudo-country on the radio. For me especially things like
cool punk bands and shows seemed unreachable, after all, at the edge of town all there is are fields and a
highway you couldn't travel down. St. Louis felt like a super foreign place, seeing all kinds of shows happening
there was a different level that you know you wont have a chance of getting to at your age. Thankfully
sometimes weirdo small town people can get together and make awesome music, case in point with DEM
SCIENTIST from Freeburg, IL. it's a tiny town just southwest of Belleville, IL, which in turn is just southwest of St.
Louis, MO. Playing some of the most ridiculous garage-fueled-soda-snarling-punk-pop around, holding no
punches back on any bull#%& they might see, and certainly sounding like devo to anyone who hadn't seen
them. When they started half of the band couldn't drive and i watched their oscilloscope smoke and burst into
flames, to a baby blue fender knockoff reading FUCK EVERYTHING in red pastel getting sawed into onstage
during the finale of their set at a venue's final show. Once at a shitty house show I had a large group of high
schoolers try to fight me while I ran around in the crowd as they played and everyone in the house thought we
were assholes for moving around at a show. They asked to play with Spoonboy and never got a response, and a
show they were suppose to play ended up getting taken over by a insanely popular local St. Louis band and they
got kicked off the show. The mad spree of music on this lasts from 2010 to 2012, and captures irritability,
hopefulness, science, acceptance, from the streets of Freeburg, to the basement of Cheddr Den, and to beyond
and wherever the future of science may lead!
- Josh "Frito" Jenkins, Milstadt, IL, August 2013