Review: Mirar – Gradus Ad Parnassum
Am I out of touch? No, it’s the children who are wrong.
Am I out of touch? No, it’s the children who are wrong.
I’ve got an unnameable desire and the only cure is more Plini.
If you can’t build a robot, be a robot!
I hope you like treble!
Blossom where you’re planted.
Death grooves baked in the Texas heat.
What’s your average hourly screen time? Mine is-oh would you look at that, I’m getting a call.
Will this thing be able to barney its way into my listening rotation?
Some things should stay in the dark.
Sometimes our favorite artists do questionable things.