A Society of Strangers formed far above the hills of Georgia one eventful day not so very long ago. It was in an airplane, to be precise, that the passengers seated in row 32A and 32B exchanged headphones over mixed nuts, and somewhere between Sleater-Kinney and Johnny Cash, a band was born. Lisa would play drums, and Alex would sing. It wasn't long before they were joined by Rocio on bass, and Claire on fiddle, making the Society of Strangers complete.

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