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Big Ned Are Two Twisted Glaswegians: D. James Clark And John Murray, With A Penchance For Dark And Twisted Tales And Tones. Imagine David Lynch Gets Stuck Into A Barrel Of Booze With A Big Crooning Cowboy. Tales Of Dark Liaisons, Women Trouble And Spiritual Prowess Are Finely Blended With An Array Of Dark Melodies, Terror Noises And Warped Guitars. This Is An Album With Dysfunctional America Coursing Through Its Veins And Oozing From Every Pore. This Concoction Of Sleaze, Fuzz And Death Is Difficult To Categorize. Who Cares? Obvious Influences Are David Lynch, Angelo Badalementi, Smog, Nick Cave, Elvis, Swans, Cash, Chris Isaacs 'Wicked Game', Carl Denver And The Gun Club. And Most Likely Satan. Thrown Into This Electric Soup Is Charles Bukowski, Repo Man, Gummo, Lost Highway, Clint Eastwood, The Bible, The Devil, Glasgow City Barbers Window Display, Casper The Friendly Ghost, And Every Impressive Boxer Who Ever Entered The Ring. Lux Interior Will Be Smiling Up From Hell. For Big Ned, This Is The Soundtrack To Drag Racing, Zombies, Drinking, Shop Lifting, Dancing Like A Maniac, Arm Wrestling, Fucking, Smoking And Lee Marvin Putting The Boot In. One Hand Raised In The Air With A Stiff Middle Finger, The Other Raised With A Glass Of Whisky; Saluting Those With Charm And Machismo That Make Music A Delight And Who Entertain. The Debut Lp From Big Ned Will Follow Later This Spring...Live Shows Will Also Ensue. Expect Mayhem, Chaos And Maybe Even Death. It's Hard To Say....