"Trying to situate Magik Markers in any sort of pre-existing pantheon is pointless. Since beginning as the manic rumblings of three friends in one of their grandparent’s basements some four or five years ago, the band has cut a swath across noise, improv, free rock, no wave, punk and/or hardcore, usually all at once, bellowing forth a sound that leaves all reference points bloodied in the dust, scratching their collective heads and wondering, “What the fuck just happened?”
“The band started one night in Hartford, Connecticut,” says Magik Markers’ drummer Pete Nolan. “I was getting bored of jamming in the basement by myself, mostly making noise with vacuum cleaners and broken PAs, so I got my friend and roommate Leah to come play some guitar while I jammed the drums. That was OK, but we needed something else, so we pulled Elisa off the couch where she was sitting reading and chewing her fingers. It was pretty tough but we eventually got her down there, and we pretty much sounded like we sound now. Maybe more surfy or something...”" Read more at dustedmagazine + 1 MP3 file