American Rock and Roll. Like a very beautiful woman that’s recently deceased. Like the deepest, greenest reaches of the coldest parts of space. Like the realization that you are the last person on Earth. Like the sound of one thousand Bald Eagles calling just for you. The sound is comparable to a bucket of blood; like a thick wall of sound that you’re unable to escape from. Formed in Chicago’s far north side in 2010, Norman Toronto started playing Norman’s newly written songs in an overpopulated sun room within a poorly kept apartment sandwiched by a family of gypsies. We’ve played for packed crowds at Chicago’s Subterranean, Township and Animal Kingdom, as well as for literally no one in dive bars located in most frigid parts of the Midwest. Worship to the Great Spirit and you have guided us to this point, and we wanna thank ya.