spores exploding through the sky beyond the minds eye thrust into the unknown upon the light of cosmic tongues pulled into magnetic fields beating against my brain like an electric pulse beating against my brain I can't ever forget what comes next why do we even exist descending down into the abyss the taste of life touches the lips an atmosphere not unlike our own spread the seeds of disease upon the precipice of human continuum embark upon our destiny upon a course of corruption and greed
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Showed the live version of "notha thang" to my mom and she wasn't too happy about it. I could tell that by the way she had a vacant look on her face. BPad
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024