Orange Taylor, simply put, doesn't care. We started off with two fuckers (Eli and Evan) recording songs in our basement studio (consisting of a broken PA, two broken 4-tracks, one working 4-track, one slightly working 8-track, and a bunch of fucked-up equipment) and now consist of FOUR fuckers doing basically the same thing. We went through three rhythm sections before simply deciding to record our songs no matter who played with us, and now we're faced with the task of converting these songs BACK into full-band arrangements. Fucked up. Basically, if you hear Orange Taylor, you'll be hearing a messy collection of economically-recorded songs overflowing with hatred that run the gamut from overly-stoned rap songs to noisy shoegazer shtick to tape-fucked madness and back to overly-stoned rap songs. We make songs with jokes in them, but we don't make joke songs. It's not like we're scatologically-obsessed parody artists, or even 'ironic' hipsters conveying our disdain for music. We're just pissed off Midwest weirdo hair-farmers with massive record collections and tons of half-assed ideas. Papa Squat - Guitar/Vocals MC Sharks In The Swimming Pool - Guitar/Vocals/Some Bass/Some Keys/Beat Productions MC Hangover - Bass/Vocals/Fucked-up Noises/Some Drums/Some Beat Production Long Winded Professor - Drums/Vocals/Keys