With sleeping pills exploding behind western sunglasses with the view of rotting telephone call, and tickeld legs kicking out forward, one can only imagine where this music comes from... These are the locations of the locust flower, a.m. radio dating, a medium charged with dream murder, and other assorted ciber balanced delicates all familiar, and all in-sync with driving one direction, or the other. Influenced by floral distorted adventures...
This release is filled with old bomb tales, and war cries... A single soldier isolated from cryptic four play with silver goverments he followed. He starves under influenced china moon, selective hearing until the arcade grenade explodes behind him, taking with it one of his child wings. Crippled drummer boy we broken nose walks towards enemy line holding a gold rifle bullet. All aim is on him now, and with a school yard smiles he swallows the bullet...
https://meliphonicrecords.bandcamp.com/album/sbec
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