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GNOMEDAD ... ᴰᴬᴰ …. ᴰᴬᴰ ..… ᴰᴬᴰ .….. a bellowing cry resounds through the primordial mists. A deafening silence falls … and then, at once, four shadowy figures emerge from the forlorn northern swamps, each clutching his own Gaia-given tool of creation: Tim, with his thunderous mountain-moving synth; Dan, a muse of sweet sultry saxophone; James, who wields his six-stringed ax with a funky, feral grimace; and Tobias, the very embodiment of elemental rhythm and of deep, pungent earth. A clap of thunder, a mighty thump of synth bass, and behold – GNOMEDAD IS BORN!

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