We are comprised of James A Beardmore who rescues squirrels somewhere in Canada, and Edward C Clay who is presently trapped inside a bedroom in the UK. Between us, we write, record, perform, and produce the death-gloom of HTW. Edward specialises in reinterpreting the squeal of the rat, samples, harmonicas, other electronics and production, whilst James specialises in the voice of punk-sleaze, guitars, structuring, synths and previously unheard of instruments. We also not only create the sound, visuals, videos of HTW but we are also the strategic distributors of HTW. Having no money whatsoever helps us keep total creative control over our work, as we cant afford to pay anyone to come and fuck up our horrific masterpiece of complete doom.
Our influences range from einsturzende neubaten, the residents, xiu xiu, radiohead, liars, blood brothers, aidswolf, captain beefheart, autechre, at the drive-in, devo, lightning bolt, deerhoof, cabaret voltaire, and the fall, to old movie soundtracks, television commercials and falling objects.
Unfortunately we can not yet play live as a band, due to a great ocean that separates us, so our only means of communication is the internet and the airmail system, although we are presently concentrating on enhancing our telepathic abilities.
Thank you for reading this far...you are now doomed.
