During a brief moment near the earth's surface where cellphone reception kicked in, Clem from White Cowbell Oklahoma rang up the Sun to say the band was headed our way.

"We're actually drilling through the mountains in a kind of mole-like contraption right now. It's quite excellent - you've probably seen it in the movies," he says. "We're going to actually land in Edmonton encased inside - it's very amazing the stunt we've devised.

"There are eight reptilian overlords ... in the inner star chamber," but Clem insists they have secret agents planted in cities all over the world who may jump on stage at the Urban Lounge and join Chain Saw Charlie, Bloody Betty and the rest of the "White Cowbell Oklahoma boogie-woogie rhythm and blues experience."

Although the band released Casa Diablo last summer, the group's true power is being demonstrated on three simultaneous albums. But apparently they're capable of much more than just making music.

"We have a broader plan for world domination," Clem announces. "We're actually making moves right now to purchase the Sun group of newspapers. Don't worry, your job is safe, but you can call the guy upstairs and tell him to start cleaning out his desk right now.

After eight years of pulling the world's strings, Clem says the band has gained influence in Europe, possibly as a result of residual nostalgia generated when the group ruled that area during the Napoleonic era.

But they've lost other battles, such as the ability to publicly display the X-rated material that seems to be at the band's heart.

They finally bowed to the powers that be after the CBC wanted to do an interview, but internet blockers set up by the company denied staff access to White Cowbell Oklahoma's website.

"Hollis used to do this thing, he'd play a little bit of freebird with his ding-dong all covered with a shot glass and he played the slide guitar masterfully. It became quite the cause of celebration worldwide," Clem says of his bandmate who has retired the stunt due to overwhelming demand.

"But we were bum-rushed though by about a dozen angry, incensed and clearly horny ladies in our backstage area last night in Whistler, B.C. Canada, looking for a piece of Hollis."