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About Flanders
Named after the infamous, clean cut, bible thumping neighbor of The Simpsons, the ironically titled Flanders are anything but. With their 1995 debut seven-inch I Am The Cheese, the line up of Gibby (drums), Julie (vocals), Johnny (bass/ accordion) and Stephen (guitar) brought to their native Tallahassee, FL a stylistic sense of off the wall, narcotic induced power-pop. This package can also be found on their self-titled full-length released in 1996 followed by the 1997 cassette The Untold Story. ~ Mike DaRonco, All Music Guide
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Flanders's Discography (2)
| By My Side | Gut Records... |
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| By My Side | Gut Records... |
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Compilations Featuring Flanders (10)
| Ultra.Dance 08: The Riddler & Trevor Sim... | Ultra Records Inc |
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| Clubbers Guide Summer 2006 | Ministry Of... |
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| The Pacha Experience | Gut TV Limited |
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| Disco Heaven |
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| DMC Essential Club Hits 25 |
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