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Tonight’s Feature Band:
First discovered on planet Zahr by space nuns, The Technicolors actually started out as most bands do: as a grain of sand.
Galactic winds carried this fated grain of sand from its home planet (Gunrxxxxxth) to Zahr, where a crew of savage space nuns had stopped on a sonic mining mission.
It was clear that this grain of sand had a mysterious ability to make any space nun who grasped it burst into frantic and uncontrollable dance. They quickly realized that, on a molecular and ribonucleaic level, there was more going on here than met the eye. The space nuns took it back to their scientific headquarters on Nort, where a team of researchers worked on cracking the atomic code necessary to unlock the mystery of the grain’s unexplained melodic fury.
The original team of researchers spent most of their lives working on this grain of sand, but eventually they all retired and a new group of scientists took over, one of whom accidentally knocked over the Petri dish in his first weekend, sending the grain out into the AC ducts of the complex.
Over the next sixteen years, the grain of sand slowly bonded on an atomic level with the waste products of the space bugs which inhabited the duct work of the slowly decaying structure (the scientists lost their funding when the grain of sand disappeared).
No one is sure when the sand/space bug poop became sentient and split into five separately conscious pieces, but in the late 70s, a NASA document surfaced which exposed the US Government’s plan to “blow up that planet that rocks too much”. Although heavily redacted, the document did mention that an escape pod was seen evacuating the planet as it exploded.
The pod was traced to the desert outside Santa Claus, AZ. Local legend has it that there were five babies in the escape pod, each one clad only in a galactic diaper made out of a different photo of Jeff Lynne.
Local dune buggy builders raised these five babies, and on a massive 21st birthday party for the youths (it is assumed they all share the same birthday, although the reasoning for this has never been explained), despite a lifetime of building dune buggies, they all picked up various musical instruments and proceeded to play a 45 minute set that witnesses describe as “powerful on a sub-atomic level” and subsequently blasted out of the town with jet packs whose existence had never even been known.
They settled in Phoenix and decided to write and play music under the name The Technicolors (named after their bionic eyes which glow different colors based on their mood) and, while being one of Phoenix’s most exciting musical exports, are almost definitely a threat to national security. Check out some of their jams below:
“Tonight You Are Mine”
“Sweat”
“Space Cadet”
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