(2008 – present)
MY NECK SNAPPED WITH THE CRUSH OF THE COLD AIR. LIKE THE SOUND OF A CHAIR FALLING DOWN SEVERAL FLIGHTS OF STAIRS.
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“a procession of every half heard sound that ever seeped through heat cracked walls distorted.”
“to sum it up as concisely as possible, this record is a fusion of both post-punk’s and doom metal’s versions of depression. hearing curisms alongside clear black… read more
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