Review: The Dear Hunter – North American EP
Perhaps my favorite piece of short media since Valley of the Frankensteins.
Perhaps my favorite piece of short media since Valley of the Frankensteins.
An exercise in Nambil Masochism.
A spiral built upon a thousand intricate ratios.
Never trust a guy selling you secondhand Airbags.
A mantle successfully passed.
Someone ask Quentin Tarantino if he wants an indie prog band for his next film’s soundtrack.
A respite to calm the raging storms within.
Dammit, I just got my chickens’ feet disinfected.
I’ll try to keep this one brief.
My deepest gratitude, Professor.