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Two hurdy gurdy devotees join forces to weave an eclectic musical tapestry on the looms of long lost civilizations, shrouded in ancient folkloric mystery.

The hurdy gurdy is an almost extinct wheeled violin with a keyboard, drones, a percussion section and a mind of its own. It's an impossible mechanical musical marvel of warped ingenuity hatched by a masochist with a passion for engineering and hard things to play, which goes some way to explaining the relative rarity of these fascinating instruments and the skill, bravery, doggedness and dubious sanity of those who dare to play them.

The trompette is the buzzy string on the hurdy-gurdy. It's the most fun, most annoying, most compelling and most complex part of the instrument. We like it a lot; that's why we named ourselves for it.

Lira Korbowa and Tiesse di Dj'va play hurdy-gurdies and a stack of other instruments, and have way too much fun. We are, at times, ably supported by "The Drones": Mickeleen O'Rarity and "Fastfinger" Billy Two Pints, accomplished and fearless musicians with many years of foolhardy adventure behind them and many more, it seems, ahead.

Our not-so-secret alter egos, Felicia Dale & Tania Opland, spend our lives on the road with our respective husbands and music partners (William Pint and Mike Freeman).

We've scoured the web for reviews. Here's what we found:

"Also the same yere in hervest tyme weren too baudes sett on the pillory, and iij strompettes were led to Neugate, and there were put on there hedes ray hodees, and with roddes of a cubitt of lengthe in there handes, and so they were leed be the schirreves officers to the pillory in Cornhull, and there was there charge reed, how they schulde be put out of the franchise of London citee, and no more comyn withinne the walles of the citee, but they comen in with there raye hodees on there hedes upon certeyn peyne."

[We think this means we're not allowed to play in London unless we wear red hoodies.]

- From Project Gutenberg's A Chronicle of London from 1089 to 1483, by Anonymous (sic). This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net

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