In Brattleboro, Josh and Carson tend to always have a persistent feud between their idea of "indie-rock". One feels it is promoting a fresh outlet and through its song-craft is reinterpreting the divisible structure of pop, while the other feels its disco-mode is nothing U2 or Gang of Four didn't revolutionize decades back.

Then one day they found some friends.

They discovered that combining Clap Your Hands Say Yeah's new album (normally a loud choice in the mid-afternoon) and watching the muppet-mania of Fraggle Rock would be the only way to save their friendship from catastrophe (for experts, keep 2:23 apart from each). The results were illusions beyond their time, and even grabbed the attention of people on main street, peering in to see the jolly puppets silently hopping around on the screen-- the feedback dance-a-thon of Clap Your Hands narrating the scenes in hi-art synchronicity.

Of course, in the past, there have been similar equations. Like watching the Russian version of Alice In Wonderland with Pink Floyd, or The Shining with Sonic Youth's Daydream Nation. After all, it's one comes to expect living in a progressive pop-culture-- sound has become easier to perceive with a visual accompaniment rather than left to its own movement. The laptop is the final genre.

From that moment on, Carson learned how susceptible he was to the multi-media. Before writing or creating his own music a process of elimination always occurs-- a cancellation of visual images brought on by thousands of movies and popularized characters to form a mental soundtrack deep in the realm of his subconscious. Josh, on the other hand, realized his kinship as artistic curator and is tracking down Jim Henson and Clap Your Hands in hopes of contracting a future music video.