Review: Milton Man Gogh – Fully Stretched
See Man. See Man Gogh. Gogh, Man, Gogh.
See Man. See Man Gogh. Gogh, Man, Gogh.
Man versus myth with the drawn out riff.
Respect your elders!
A pathological severing of emotional investment awaits you.
This one definitely grew on me.
Twenty-seven albums in and you KNOW they’ve still got tricks up their sleeves.
After last year’s Cave Sermon opus failed to get covered, I couldn’t let us miss two in a row.
It’s Autumn in the southern hemisphere.
I’m walking on sunshine! And don’t it feel good!
There’s something in the water in Australia and it probably wants to kill you.