Review: Blossom Cult – Home
Blossom where you’re planted.
Blossom where you’re planted.
I can’t answer the phone right now, I’m in my Anunnaki era.
After all, rock operas are a left-handed form of human endeavor.
POWER!!! UNLIMITED POWER!!!
Oh, to cower before a flaming orange orb…
Don’t worry, Moon Tooth won’t bite… for long.
I’m not sure how you could even see an eclipse from behind.
A head-splitting prog record, if there ever was one.
Who you listening to? Oh, some random Scandinavian band.
Post-metal snoozefest, or will these Italians leave us void of sleep?