Georgetown. Seattle. 2007. In a small, worn down shack next to Boeing Air Field the members of this Seattle- based rock band first met as mortal enemies, then as poker mates, then as myspace friends. One night, after a long and drunken discussion about the best scene in 'Team America,' BC picked up his guitar and wailed a mighty ballad of the toss and turns of young love. After his impassioned performance, a hand was pounded against the table, the glasses falling to the ground, someone yelled 'To the recording studio!' and everyone cheered and embraced and then passed out. In the early afternoon it was decided that a band was to be formed and rock history was going to be attempted. Like all free-birds, The Celebrity Orphans knew when the wind was right and they worked feverishly on 9 golden tracks of distorted and acoustic gold. Day and night they worked until they could work no more. Barreling down the highway to the cosmopolitan destination of Tacoma, The Celebrity Orphans posted up and recorded their debut release in 3 days of sweat, womanizing and booze. Recovering in the facilites of Western Washington they await their latest gig like a hunter awaits the bathing native girl....