As if those days meant nothing. As if those nights weren’t something. You kept up as I was dragged under the crushing weight of it all. You wouldn’t wait. You’d never wait. You wouldn’t wait for me. Your eyes proved right. Right through me.
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