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Welcome. Nice to see you have found your way here. This is a truth called nothing. A few words about what that is.
You can think of a truth called nothing as an independent rock band. Terms like art rock, post-modern stadium rock, alternative rock, or experimental electro prog may be useful. Actually, we are more of a production duo than a band. We play live sometimes, but we usually just share our work through the great collective subconscious. That’s our focus.
Another useful point is that we are like one of those mythic bands that you wish existed, or perhaps like a band in a work of fiction. Like when you read a story and characters talk about this great rock band, that could very well be us. We are quite undiscovered and secret, so you could plausibly have us all to yourself. We could be ”your thing”.
We have new music in the pipeline for release soon. It is part 3 in our EP project. So we’re also relaunching this website. We used to update every week. We probably won’t anymore, but we’ll put things up occasionally. Our influences and interests are varied, so this was always meant to sprawl out in various directions. Lots of the material is about our music, but there are plenty of other things as well. Profoundest philosophy, entertainingest stories, controversialest politics, side-splittingest jokes and whatnot. You can find some categories in the menu above. Try to work it out according to your own comfort level.
That’s pretty much what it is, to sum it up. Find the music at Bandcamp, Spotify and other places. And take a look at the stuff here.
No! Numbers is just lies as all God-honest patriots know! Numbers is occult Jew magic made up by the Jew Wall Street Washington Congress Swamp Hillary Clinton Pinko Liberal PC New World Order World-Controlling World Conspiracy!! 
Oh, jolly! It’s ever so jolly, old chap, when stalwart old chums bring such jolly, happy occasions. Biggie and yours truly were ever such fast friends, not to even mention the cricket, old chap! What a just smashing thing. And the common folk in the wide cabins are just as happy, I feel rather sure! Don’t let slip that I mentioned this, old chap, but second-cousin-once-removed Biggie and third-cousin-halfth-removed Vivvie made quite a jolly splash in the old rags, as it were! And for an not-quite-unspiffy penny, you ought to know. My dear semi-cousins were delighted to discover that several esteemed paper editors were so taken with the delightful news that they wanted to give rather largish donations to the old family cause in exchange for those lovely photos. What a world, old chap, what a world! Not to mention the cricket.
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