
A suffocating fusion of New Orleans blues and hardcore punk. Recorded in an abandoned department store, it sounds like a slow-motion breakdown in a humid basement.
It sounds like Tony Iommi drowning in a bathtub full of dirty needles and cheap whiskey.
A relentlessly bitter and broken-down atmosphere that finds a strange, swinging groove in the midst of squalor.
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