Review: John Zorn – Sing Me Now Asleep
Avant-garde new-age jazz? I sleep.
Avant-garde new-age jazz? I sleep.
Canadian tech death at its most absurdly technical.
Sometimes our favorite artists do questionable things.
Polka dots are so hot this spring!
Will radiance outshine the void, or will it be sucked into the black hole?
And here I thought it was a deadly laser.
Some might say thirteen’s an unlucky number; Soft Machine would beg to differ.
Chill, lo-fi beats to play air guitar to.
A desolate post-soundtrack to worldly destruction.
Do you think pelicans would listen to dive bombs while diving for fish?