Hi,
I'm Larry. When I was four years old, I had to fight my way through the cold,
brutal world of Sibiria. I was born there raised by wolves and the snow. One day,
a nuclear bomb was tested nearby and I was blown away. I woke up and escaped the
fallout by using what the wolves tought me: the terrific sound of my voice.
I found other refugees and they too were raised by the relentless nature of Northern Sibiria.
There was Harry, who protected himself with four steel ropes wrapped around his two
dimensional body, Garry who slid down the shockwave on six constantly tearing iron
ropes and Larry, who crated a larger explosion wiping of the nukes blast with two trees
he smashed on the ground. We grouped together and found a new goal in life. After all
our animal parents died, the only thing left was the white snow - we knew what would
rule our lives: the snow of society, the KOKS! After we knocked out some other guys, we
stole their stuff and began travelling the world, always searching for new snow and showing
the world what made us surviving the hell of a nuke - music right from our hearts...
(written by someone else, of course)
The Koksboys koksing your town:
09.04.2011 Alt Scherberg - Würselen
24.10.2010 The Wild Rover - Aachen
30.10.2010 Secret Society - Kohlscheid
17.12.2010 BLB-Christmas - Aachen
18.12.2010 Smashing Ye Olde Scissorhill - Würselen
Contact:
hero.company@gmx.de
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