Like Jason at the bottom of the lake at the end of the first Friday the 13th movie, Parousia refuses to stay buried! Ok, I’m being a bit dramatic, but so many great people encouraged and supported us in playing such a diverse array of “previously enjoyed,” as well as original music (as loudly as possible) that Parousia frequently thwarted any attempts at defining or describing whatever the hell it was we were doing. But it was fun!
Here’s an attempt to gather some of the memories of our adventures in and around the band, and reconnect with some of the friends who shared in that experience by helping us get to and pull off the shows, or just by coming to see us over and over again (masochists, apparently).
Party on, people. (Here’s where you say, “Rock on, Garth!”)