Kithkin were born in the dark recesses of the Cascadian Empire. The children of woodland nobility, Kithkin were bred on a strict diet of percussion and rhythm, forced to eat nothing but spiders and leaves in between twice-daily 10 hour long drum circle sessions. On a caravan into the untraveled Swamps of Sadness, the quartet performed a drum circle so unholy, it ripped open a portal into our world, which they now inhabit. Their nobility now rendered meaningless in this new realm, Kithkin were forced to earn a living as entertainers. They are fond of primates, but dislike grapefruit. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.