We’re going nowhere, but nowhere, nowhere’s on our way.
We’re going nowhere, but nowhere, nowhere’s on our way.
I want leverage, ice cold beverage, money I can’t count, I blacked out standing on Mount Everest.
Take a second, open your mind, take a step back, and stop this madness.
Wildly and gloriously weird punk-y art-meets-garage rock. Just dig it.
It gets under your skin, holding a dark, rocking, and compelling power.
Tight-as-a-drum, chugging, thunderous, and gloriously aggressive metal.
This album represents the best of the kind of music listening I do these days while working or hanging out with family and friends during cocktail hour.