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Collectively, the four members of Parchman Farm believe in running with the night, shooting first, barfing last, digging in, getting down, staying true, staying alive, slapping fives, and always living in the deep red. They don't believe in miracles, puppetry of the penis, empty film canisters, serial numbers, the story of Christmas and dinosaurs. They believe in violent metaphors. They are adrift, focused, panic-stricken, unwashed, and slightly dazed. They are like a shark riding on top of an elephant, just stomping and chomping everything in sight. Eric sings. He used to front Mover from San Francisco with an album out on Man's Ruin and a CD out on Mod Lang Records (respectively). Regarding why he left Mover (a band once awarded Album Of The Month by MOJO magazine) to join Parchman Farm, Shea says, "That is none of your goddamn business. And stop using my old band to try and make my new band sound cool." Allyson is the guitar slinger. With an old and wicked Les Paul as dark as the darkening dark of darkness, she looks and acts like a Jewish version of Ted Nugent, which is why many of her contemporaries have nicknamed her "The Jewge." Allyson brings hard, bluesy, tube-toned leads to the dinner table or any table for that matter that she can bring her tube-toned leads to. Perhaps buffet? Carson's bass playing will butter your ass. He plays lead bass, but not in an annoying fretless Les Claypool way or in a nu-metal style. He is far too enamored of the revolutionary sp