- 5 months ago
Frankie and Havan went full on, Frankie's suitcase once again in a next-level configuration, with a Namibian thumb-piano feeding the contactmic. Continuous flow of thick diarrhea in lower parts, the purified hiss of extended slow-grinding feedback in the higher parts. Aftertaste of rotten fruit mixed with flowers long-overdue. The stacked waves flowing in and out. Then out of the darkness, Boris Scorpio hits the basement, with just two items: the elusive gameboy, and his friend Bral. Gameboy plugged right into the mix, swallowed into the evergoing feedback loop smoothly, yet terrifyingly shaky like a triple hurricane flying into coral islands, engulfing the surface, making all man-made beauty disappear into an abyss of human waste and natural debris spewed up from rotten foundations. Bral throws in his voice, adding human desparation and the sheer panic of existence into the higher levels. Like a didgeridoo slammed into an elephants ass.
2.5hrs of ass-whipping for your brains.Goforit!