No codes left
“Electric guitar improvisations, drones, distortions, dissonances, and repetitions through ailing solid-state amplification from a crumbling room in a sinking house, in a poisoned city on the brink ...”
“Electric guitar improvisations, drones, distortions, dissonances, and repetitions through ailing solid-state amplification from a crumbling room in a sinking house, in a poisoned city on the brink ...”
““The Industry of Death” excoriates rampant consumerism’s human price, “Raw Blink on Hari Kiri Rock” lambasts passivity in the face of police violence, and the title track spotlights the ease in esc...”