Review: Sans Froid – Back into the Womb
How your email finds me.
How your email finds me.
Who here hasn’t felt like the arachnid staring into the unknowable?
Is it jazz or the blues? No, it’s Yes!
Distance is relative. This one is scorching.
I prefer my silence to be free-range, grass-fed, and all natural.
Is it clickbait to say that Rivers of Nihil ruined progressive death metal?
Excuse me, this is my point with the brain, at the end of the day, you know at the end of the day, anything, a benign genre of any sort, you could take anything, you could take a post-metal album and deconstruct it to its source…
Can old dogs learn new tricks?
HOOOOOOOG ROOOOOOOCK!!!
Alien viral transmission, far out.