Fate weaved its intricate threads to bring together these collective time benders. Brandon Robbins, the soul snatching heartbeat of rhythm on drums; Cam Rowe, commanding the depths with his bass grooves that could shake the very earth; David Rios, adding layers of percussive alchemy that dances in the air; and Nick Antolini, the soulful serenader on saxophone whose melodies could make the stars weep.

Amidst the humid haze of the night, amidst the pulsating energy of the city streets, these four extraordinary talents collided like cosmic forces aligning, igniting a spark that would soon blaze into an inferno of musical prowess. It was a meeting of minds, souls, and spirits—a serendipitous encounter that would birth the cosmic group known only as Magic Carpet Garden.

From the depths of Houston’s nocturnal embrace, this band emerged, their collective energy crackling with an undeniable intensity. Each member brought their own unique flavor to the sonic tapestry they wove together, creating a sound that transcended genres and defied conventions. With every riff, every beat, every note that echoed through the night, Magic Carpet Garden carved their place in the annals of the universe, a testament to the raw power of bastard jazz, funk, psychedelia and the unyielding spirit of creative rebellion.

The birth of Magic Carpet Garden marked not just the dawn of a band, but the emergence of a force to be reckoned with.