In the distance of a depleted mind lays a mirage of a future I seek to find. As the harsh reality continues cast, the faint chance of content refuses to last. Because the truth in youth dies with growing up and the effort I put in just wasn’t enough. I am un-unique, I am undeserved and we are all destined for what we have come to earn. Life's masquerade, such an art. As time pulls the thread, I just fall apart.
Listening to this LP is like being sexually aroused by a dead stripper named Doom. Dark, naughty, and most definitely illegal. Mother does not approve. utero_mysterio
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020
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