MOTHR
The Members of the Human Race aka MOTHR are like you but not exactly like you.
They are musicians from New Jersey by way of Belarus, New York, New Jersey, and New Jersey. The range! Together, they have 40 fingers, but everyone's got a weird number of fingers. They all have the same haircut underneath the wigs.
Like you, they are passing a giant pile of pain around in a circle.
When it's their turn, they will stop and do like a 30 minute set full of emotion—heartbreak, craving, awe, and six different kinds of lust—poured into vivid stories of American weirdos—unlucky stars, high flying lowlives, Hollywood sign arsonists, and blessed idiots in New York—who all just want to be loved. Thus they climb atop the pile and dance.
“MOTHR sounds like New Order on a Springsteen kick, Lou Reed on extended release Adderall, The Killers on toad venom, a pulsating machine on the back of a turtle, on the back of a larger turtle, on the back of a turtle so large it is hard to determine whether it even is a turtle or what.”
— Kim Jong Un
