| Act Bio | What if you took the finest pair of stonewashed jeans this side of 1988, fashioned them into a hang glider and flew your creation far beyond our solar system? What would happen if you arrived in a distant world where presidents were chosen for their competition worthy pecs and biceps, babies were born with broadswords and monster trucks were worn as rollerskates? Ladies and gentlemen, such a journey is not unlike a rendezvous with eEnik. eEnik beckons you to its world of magnanimous sound and flourishes of facemelting grandeur, no matter what pair of pants you flew in on. |
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