Today, as southern California's premiere Celtic-based acoustic / eclectic band Buzzworld can be found harmlessly entertaining listeners all throughout the southern California area, their energies harnessed and at last applied for good rather than evil. But it wasn't always that way. . .

Born in a little log cabin in October of 1995 Buzzworld oft trudged long miles through the wintry snows of Los Angeles County to learn and hone the craft of annoying each others' neighbors with the squealing of traditional Irish music. And well prepared they were for their daunting task. With their backgrounds in traditional, jazz, art, rock, and sundry world musics, and boasting the pooled resources of some of the areas best plucked instrument players the neighbors never stood a chance. But as time passed the boys began to notice something strange and terrible. Maybe it was the high tension wires the power company ran through the living room, or maybe that three day weekend in Radioactive Slag, Nevada, who could tell? All they knew was that there was something different about the music, something strange and terrifying. Through some cruel twist of fate they had become. . . atomic. Soon all of their neighborhoods had been decimated by the strains of atomic celtic music, celtic music so powerful that it could melt the skin off a living being or etch the shadow of a casual listener onto the concrete where once he stood. Fast-paced dance music, dozens of ringing strings shimmering like the sun on the cooling pond at Three Mile Island, these were Buzzworld's tools of destruction. Having grown comfortable with the subtlest aspects of tradition, though, Buzzworld began to grow restless. Their successful blend of influences ranging from the fiddling of obscure immigrant fiddlers of the 1920's and '30's, to counterpoint as complex as that of the most contemporary of art composers was suddenly not enough and Buzzworld hungered for fresh meat. Their driving rhythm accompaniments would have to leave the shelter of their secure dens and venture forth into the world in search of unsuspecting alternative rockers. They would actively search out . . . gigs. And thus was Buzzworld unleashed upon the world. No one would be safe.

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