Captivatingly repulsive.
Captivatingly repulsive.
A wynorrific wind on a wistful day
Country for cenobites.
Marching towards horizons more terrifying and otherworldly.
An Undersea Storm.
Remember shows? The new Ego Death record smashes their live energy right between your ears.
Exquisitely disturbing.
A cavalcade into depravity.
A vortex, chaotic yet tinged with longing.
Racists better get to running, because Dropdead’s back and banging the war drums.
Their self-titled record is like getting a brain massage from a warbling synth and a trap snare.
Fueled by folklore and guitar solos.