Deep in the dusty basement of a nightclub in New York's Tribeca the message rang from the beacon. "Bring our tribes together. Join the Legion Of Many. Now we are stars" It repeated, pulsing and flashing in time with the four on the floor kick drums of the 21st Century disco, mingling with synthesizers and sweeping rushes until the cry came from the lips of the General bringing the chorus into unity. "We will find a way or make one to dance, sing and celebrate for we believe we are free. "
Over the last year in the canyons of concrete the Legion Of Many have been crafting their anthems enlisting legionaries to add their spirit to the sound. Now the they march forth and the sounds of their drums echo from the hilltops. The cohorts of dancers onstage ride like the cavalry into the skirmish, not fighting , but enlisting those on the field into the revelry. Witnesses of the Legion Of Many quoted"It was like Freddie Mercury meets Daft Punk" The party is made by the people and the band is the ringmaster stoking the fires with their Electro Pop!