Here’s a heap of songs you need to hear.
“A cold star stalks an old sun.”
“The hallway to hell is lined with doors leading to more hallways and doors leading to doors leading to doors leading to emo.”
A sophisticated yet still characteristically unhinged masterpiece.
Palpably violent followed by bewitchingly desolate.
Inferna tetigit possit, ut supera assequi.
An off-the-dome rambling on some top album picks from FCU’s contributors.
Top 2020 album picks from the FCU conttibutors.
Put your head in a wind turbine destructive.
“Gaze upon the fetid rot,
Weeping wounds of the world forgot”
A vortex, chaotic yet tinged with longing.
Excessive ramblings on timbres harsh, elating, groovy, boisterous, and psychotic.