Paula Valstein

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"Power, unpredictability and emotion pour through every minute of this distinctive performer's songs. A pianist and guitarist as well, Paula Valstein will hypnotize you live with her soulful voice and unguarded persona." --NextBigHit.com

Fire and water, an ocean of flame, simultaneously erupting inside of a magic blue boombox WalkIntoMadness.com

The band was officially formed a year ago by pianist/songstress Paula Valstein when Emek Rave followed her with his mad rock bass and turpentine flask humming the Post-Election-Pre-Thanksgiving-Sitting-In-Transit Blues along with his Texan pal Greg Petito. It was Greg who brought in his electrifying guitar, Sally, and her mustang bag. Shane Row joined the band with his sick drumming at the perfect timing of the explosion about to happen!

Their first jam session was so profoundly groundbreaking one can only otherwise describe it as the sound of 3 billion blind mice trying to simultaneously read a crazy manifesto - backwards. It was realized that the chances of the mice going away anytime soon were not very good, but in their defense it may be said that they were marginally more alert to the consequences of the industrial revolution than New York subway express train conductors are alert to the local train pulling into the platform. Attempting to marginalize the band even further, one of the band members (who shall presently remain unnamed but can be found spending all his nights in one place) brought in his talented 4 year old nephew to the studio to add some indecipherable vocal effects to the mix. The tapes were tragically lost in translation.

Asking where they went wrong they were surprised to discover that flounder are not the right fish to ask these questions. Not particularly yearning for a life of selling gravity to aircraft carriers, they decided to make a full 360 degree turn and stay in the exact same place. The band first updated its image and music into something a little more reminiscent of image and music: well aware that Fargo wasn't built on a Monday night they harnessed more patience than a stuffed kangaroo would keep in its pocket, and so 400 bottles of NYC Tap Water Delight later the band was striving to put their sorrows to melody but re-harmonize their love: they found its the perfect way to re-orchestrate a revolution. They also found a bagpiper and a parking spot, a long lost diminished chord, an Albanian accordionist in full headdress and robe reading a colorful brochure entitled 'the ill effects of television', and a ham sandwich, and they found that life is really a hockey game, dividing itself neatly into 3 periods with time outs and power plays.

Armed and ready and enlisting irony and other pretty girls, they skated onto the stages of New York with a 30-piece gospel choir and band, and thank you for mercy. Audiences everywhere were overwhelmed, never expecting such charm and wit to ever walk up to the stage and sing along with abrasive candor. And so the gospel-choir-and-band became a big hit, and having tasted the sweet syrup of sin - deserted the ice, while a greatly relieved Walk Into Madness was left on its own to play the actual music.

This was the turning point: the music was immediately transformed into an autonomous entity, profoundly moving, powerful yet tender, and thus it grew into what you can hear today. It emerges like a well from the depths of the earth, and at the source there's a rift. A bottomless pit ending in what some say is a void and others swear are the colors of infinity flapping in the wind claiming the land for their mistress. But the fall.. there is absolutely nothing nearly as beautiful as the things you will see when you fall through this melody. there could have been stories told that would stand your hair on its less adventurous end, but none who took the fall ever desired to return.

Listen carefully, then, for its the sound of an impending revolution.


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