Three Chords, An Ipod and the Truth
Welcome to the home of ZENITRAM, one man band and local rock deity. If you like sardonic lyrics and a variety of musical styles in the vein of old Ween, The Dead Milkmen, and early pre-scientology Beck, then you have questionable tastes, but also a sense of adventure so this could actually appeal to you. I mean, what the hell? It’s worth a shot, right?
Imagine a middle aged Mexican fellow belting out mechanical punk rock and wooing you with rap songs about taking drugs at the beginning of your shift and commenting on the irony of anarchist houses. You’re right. It makes no sense at face value but there is something to the old saying about judging a book by it’s cover and you may find you were wrong in the best possible way. Of course you may think this is all a big joke, but on whom?