Review: Gigafauna – Eye to Windward
A rewarding trip through the cosmic sludge.
A rewarding trip through the cosmic sludge.
In space, no one can hear you skree
I got a fever and the only cure is more post-metal.
🎵 Leaving on that midnight train to Georgia 🎵
An exercise in Nambil Masochism.
Folklore, Mantles, Marrows, and Serpents, oh my!
A point of no return I keep coming back to.
The world is only getting hotter.
“Booom Weedly Weedly Booom Screeech” But Good
Turns out that throwing things at the wall works better if you aim first.