Only a short time ago, three midwestern brothers and one hippie got together to form a pop band. They moved into a moldy garage and called themselves Aushua. After about 7 days they got up on a stage and sang some songs. There was joy. There was mystery. There was something. Only three months into their existence, they got tired of having stuffy noses every morning from the damp, moldy garage so they spent the few bucks they had in their pockets and hauled their guitars
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Only a short time ago, three midwestern brothers and one hippie got together to form a pop band. They moved into a moldy garage and called themselves Aushua. After about 7 days they got up on a stage and sang some songs. There was joy. There was mystery. There was something. Only three months into their existence, they got tired of having stuffy noses every morning from the damp, moldy garage so they spent the few bucks they had in their pockets and hauled their guitars, amps, and a fine gentleman named Elliot Richardson into a chapel on a hill to make a record. Elliot took their pocket change and by midnight that night they had recorded five songs. The songs speak about making mistakes, issues with self-worth, seeing Benzes in church parking lots, and not wanting to learn all the right answers to the wrong questions. So, this is Aushua right now. They know they are green, they just want people to see where they are going. Oh, and they say 'thank you.'
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