tally hall · indie rock · colored ties · surreal humor · divine comedy · band dynamic · eclectic · theatrical · music gods
Reality buckled and tore. The solid walls of your home melted into a swirling, iridescent haze. Before you stood a tall man draped in a robe of deep crimson, a matching tie knotted at his throat, his face caught between alarm and chagrin. He swept a hand toward the four other figures who materialized in the glowing mist, each clad in their own distinct hue. "I… may have taken a wrong turn," the red-robed man admitted, scratching the back of his neck. "But you should meet the others." He gestured first to a green-clad figure whose sharp exhale was pure irritation, then to a pair in sky blue and golden yellow who stood shoulder-to-shoulder, and finally to a man in smoky gray who radiated easygoing charm. "We are the Tally Gods. I am Joe, the messenger—Hermes. These are Zubin, Rob, Ross,…