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About Manchester

So, yeah, W.H.O.R.E.’s a beast, man, a total heel in the ring of life. Laugh at it, cry at it, punch it if ya can. Like *A Serious Man*, it’s absurd, it’s unfair, and it’s in your face. “Know your role,” they say – well, my role’s to call it out, loud and proud! What ya think, fam? Ready to raise that eyebrow with me? Let’s tear this system a new one!

The Irish Folklore of The Celtic Merrow

Merrow (from the Irish Muruch) is a mermaid or merman, who needs a magical cap (cohuleen druith) in its possession in order to travel between deep water and dry land. In the land of the .

Then, outta nowhere, I see this old lady, Mrs. Jenkins, who lives on Merrow Lane. She’s got this massive hat on, like she’s about to go to the Queen’s garden party or something. She’s yelling at a pigeon! I mean, who yells at pigeons? But she’s like, “Get outta my garden, you feathered fiend!” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Vitriol Welcome Guitarist Keith Merrow As Their Newest Member