The Gen X legends are back with a dronecore odyssey.
A wynorrific wind on a wistful day
Country for cenobites.
The sky is falling in! Laugh! HA HA! I think I will.
Ramblings on resonances repugnant, riveting, tranquil, and biting.
Excessive ramblings on timbres harsh, elating, groovy, boisterous, and psychotic.
Filthy and Frenzied.
Scott Stapp didn’t died for our sins.
Prepare yourself for the history and the horror of the “worst” band ever to be recorded.
Ramblings about new EPs and tracks off of upcoming records: crusty death metal, blistering mathcore neuroses, worming noise rock, and a myriad of other resonances.
The universe collapses. This is the soundtrack.
The tail of a happy little duck.