I guess if we were going to sum up Nervous Hands in two words, we'd call it,"Loud Nerd." Not a loud nerd like Dudley"Booger" Dawson from Revenge of the Nerds. More like if Joel from Mystery Science Theater and his puppet/robots started a band. Except we're not that funny. But what we lack in funny we try to make up in loud. And, now that we think about it, puppet/robots can't play guitar. Wait, this isn't making any sense. Try this. Think about a drummer, clad in sweatbands and a tight shirt, furiously pounding on a kit two-sizes too small, while singing/screaming as if the Alliance for the Restoration of the Republic depended on it. With a blistering guitarist and pounding bass player as his wingmen, hurtling through the trench on the Death Star at top speed. Wait. That's stupid too. There's no way even a two-sizes too small drum kit would fit in a cockpit. How about this. Just check out the music.