Why Swampland exists

Just a little back story to give you some sense of our intentions. 

There were a small group of us who felt connected by our interests, and some deeper quality. Old, rusty, broken down things peaked our interest. Found bones, stretches of isolated desert, abandoned buildings, books brimming with information, paintings and woodcarvings, words dripping with truth, obsession, love and death. And the music...always the music. No other form of expression seems quite so complete. The words, the moods, the sounds, the phrasing, the energy, the images evoked... music really is the backdrop for it all. 

Our passions were so brimming that they needed an outlet. A place where we could essentially link our interests. Make them relate. Allow artists to find each other. A collective experience, where we could all stimulate each other into realizing our dreams, no matter how chaotic and possibly destructive they might be. In other words, we aim to gather together a community of relentless artists who seek something other than the mundane and derivative. We are all outsiders here, but there might be enough of us to build some sort of shelter.