Like an intoxicated friend who shouldn't drive himself home but is so confident in their drunkenness that they drive themselves anyways,
Pores weave and nod off at the wheel with one eye open, but they believe they can make it...and more importantly they convince the listener in the passenger seat that they can too. This off-kilter west coast noise punk outfit have got some weird tunes, but its a "good" weird. Each track takes unexpected turns and pit stops through a cavernous terrain as the vocalist, lackadaisical and yet assured, spits obtuse metaphors with bravado as the band holds fast to their dissonant aesthetic. These dudes are chock full of...uh?..
noise swag? Get it
here.
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