noise from the basement

Welcome to the official Uberkill transmission. You found us. Turn it up.

Placeholder copy. Rusted amps, borrowed vans, and songs written at 2am in a basement that smelled like solder and cheap coffee. Swap this out with the real story when you're ready.

New songs, new shows, and the occasional scribble from the notebook. Check the links above and come back often. This page gets updated whenever we remember to.