BioFollowing the distinctly aromatic passing away of charismatic vocalist Gravel, My Alibi found themselves somewhat a-flummox: should they power on with the unbridled emo-balladry that had served them so well on the East-Midlands burgeoning pop circuit, or should they abandon the whimsy of vocal forever and embrace the sheer decibel potential of a show unburdened by the need to hear the mews of a semi-moustachioed geek? |
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