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We’ve created the Unextraordinary Gentlemen (UXG) to explore our love for post-punk, synth-pop, industrial & experimental music combined with the literary genre of Victorian fantasy.


Listen up, fellow adventurists! If you live in the North Carolina or have the means to travel there, Unextraordinary Gentlemen will be playing Saturday night at HELL as part of the 2008 Eccentrik Festival. Then follow us back to Los Angeles and wait a couple of weeks when we will be opening for Frankenstein and Voltaire at the Grove at Anaheim as part of this year’s Bat’s Day deliciousness.

There are new Encyclopedia entries for those of you keeping track of such things.

I should also remind everyone that we do have merchandise under the “ARTIFACTS” section to the left of your screen, including our newest EP, “No Hands To Guide Us.” Here’s what Clive the Barker had to say, “Approach! Approach with gibbering delight and glimpse attractions most satisfactory! Time is running out and there are NO HANDS TO GUIDE US into safety so let us dance the last dance – while we still can!

** You WILL shiver and shudder as a self-proclaimed Pilgrim of Filth attempts to sully your delicate mental state with oily promises of “All You Want”.

Or perhaps gambling is your bent, hmm? Perhaps the tender affections of some young spoiled dove, you say? Well, look no further than that infamous settlement called God-Only-Knows and let loose your baser instincts and, of course, your “Dirty Old Silver”.

Next up we submerge ourselves under the deep Arctic waters of the Ocean Atlantica for an eerie voyage with the brooding, enigmatic Captain Nobody. Shush! Do not dare disturb his “Frozen Mood”!

Out of the dark green sea and far across the desert landscape of the Tamarisk Plains we go ON from there. There Is time for one last drink and a phantasmagoric “Chaser” before the end of the world so why not cozy up to the bar and have a shot of Nice To Know You with the ghostly denizens at the End Of The Line saloon?

**Ah yes! The end is near. I can hear the metal stomp of those goliath machines in the distance. Now is the time! Climb aboard and see the sights – WHILE YOU CAN!

Come one and all and let us drink and make merry for tomorrow – well – tomorrow may the fires miss us. Tomorrow may the machines that at this very moment are devastating all the world around us with mechanical, unfeeling precision stop in there tracks and cease to move. May tomorrow come, my friends!”

Lift your glasses and toast with me!

“May the dragons be vanquished . May Beauty and Truth prevail. May there be, oh god, please let there be a ‘happily “Ever After””

Are you coming or not?”