Review: Nambil Mas – Welcome to the Nambil Masquerade
An exercise in Nambil Masochism.
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.
A bitter pill that goes down surprisingly easy.