As the END TIMES draw near we bring you good omens. Only through a cappella and worship can we prepare our wretched souls for the coming of the Antichrist*.
Spreading the Glorious News of the Apocalypse in song!
For all inquiries email us here or call Sister Sharon Magniloquent at our World Ending Tour booking line:
NOW TOURING THE WORLD AND BEYOND!
*The Adversary, Destroyer of Kings, Angel of the Bottomless Pit, Great Beast that is called Dragon, Prince of This World, Father of Lies, Spawn of Satan and Lord of Darkness
PASADENA, CA - FRIED CHICKEN SHACK
WASHINGTON DC - FALL OUT BUNKER #6
AUSTIN, TX - SXSW "FEST"
NEW ORLEANS, LA - JEFF'S GATER-BOAT
COACHELLA - MAINSTAGE-ISH
WASHINGTON DC - ILLUMINATI MEETUP
BUDAPEST, HUNGARY - ITTF CHAMPIONSHIP
NEW YORK, NY - MARK'S BAR MITZVAH
TADFIELD, LDN - PAINTBALL CONFERENCE
We are the Chattering Order of St. Beryl of Lower Tadfield, UK. We are united by our love of the Adversary, Destroyer of Kings, Angel of the Bottomless Pit, Great Beast that is called Dragon, Prince of This World, Father of Lies, Spawn of Satan, Lord of Darkness, and most recently a capella. We are embarking on a ‘World Ending Tour’ across the world to herald the coming the apocalypse and to welcome the aforementioned. Whom, if the omens are to be taken seriously, (they generally are in our opinion) will be here quite soon. Yay!
Us frolicking as Atlantis rises from the sea. I won’t miss beaches.
The last point before the dreaded Sister Jill Gabby was defeated after a 399 game winning streak that would be forever coined as the 399 game winning streak.
St. Beryl of Krakow was an early (5th Century) Christian martyr. Forcibly married to the pagan Duke Casimir, Beryl maintained her all-important virginity by ceaselessly talking to him and incessantly chattering on, until he went down with a headache.
Eventually he couldn't stand the eternal wittering any more and had her executed, but she died a virgin, which in Christian eyes was the all-important thing and which secured her a sainthood.
The Chattering Order of St. Beryl are an order of nuns dedicated to emulating her example, and whose members are commanded to chatter, natter, and rabbit on about every last little thing that comes into their heads for every second of every waking hour. Except of course on Tuesday afternoons, for half an hour, when the nuns are permitted to shut up, and, if they wish to play table tennis.
More dates pending infinite destruction and or course interest.
No refunds for unforeseen post-armageddon bookings.
We love to chatter, but now it’s your turn! If you have questions, tour related inquiries or you‘d simply like to talk about the Dark Lord, we’re listening.