We are TRES DEDOS. The capital letters are a must as we are big time: 3/4 born and bred just beyond the Nation's Capitol so you know we are all about the highway, the supernatural, run on sentences and run away hits. 1/4 from the Pacific NW, so you know we're also about apples, Sacajawea, plus we know the difference between Chinook and Sockeye. Short and to the point - we kick out the jams. Our lyrics, however, are like voodoo word play that penetrates to the core of issues such as A) taking the Christmas shit down since New Year's has gone; B) Robotic Police Officers; and C) playing the lotto for Dominique Moceanu. In short: TRES DEDOS IS A MUSCLE CAR WITH A LICENSE TO KILL.