Review: Fallujah – Xenotaph
In space, no one can hear you skree
In space, no one can hear you skree
A premier shredder of this generation is back at it.
An exercise in Nambil Masochism.
When you shout into the void, the void shouts back into you. Or something.
Return of the unga bunga
Turns out that throwing things at the wall works better if you aim first.
The Pennsylvanians redefine themselves, for better or worse.
Ode to the Appaloosa (ie look at that horse anus).
A tech death album worth doing.
A long awaited return, with mixed results