Review: Lantlôs – Nowhere In Between Forever
A crumbling liminal space only 90s kids remember.
A crumbling liminal space only 90s kids remember.
Drive time rock and here I am struggling to afford gas.
Can the mirrors reflect the opening brilliance?
Canadian tech death at its most absurdly technical.
Return to the grave from whence you came.
Sometimes our favorite artists do questionable things.
Curvier. Swords.
After all, rock operas are a left-handed form of human endeavor.
Welcome to the flock.
The many faces of death in the peat of dreams.