supported by 10 fans who also own “Terrible Certainty”
Black-metal misanthropy, Memphis-style horrorcore (via Kentucky) and murderous misandry stir a witch's cauldron in this crypt keepin', dick choppin', mixtape-sold-out-of-car-trunk lo-fi oddity. Lars Gotrich
supported by 7 fans who also own “Terrible Certainty”
They really don't make them like this anymore. Lo-fi pop hits drenched under layers of four-track tape noise, weirdo collage trips, Casio beats and mangled guitar shred. Lars Gotrich