scratch stuff. newish. forgot to edit out super long noodle world at the end.
lyrics
the night is young, i dont feel anything.
when it begun i took another long nap.
my.
why.
i got a car, and i wanted it to last.
didnt get far until i ran out of gas.
walked to the store, and with my last few dollars left,
instead of fuel i bought another damn pack of cigarettes
why
i
hear alone again.
here alone again.
i am
here alone again.
here alone again.
Floor-to-ceiling Boris ragers! It’s like they looked back on songs like Statement and Woman On the Screen and said “let’s do a whole album like that!” Most of these tracks don’t even pass 3 minutes! Zerkalo holds up the middle with some anguished doom.
In the end, *NO* is as strong and declarative as it’s title. Brian Parker
One of the most unsettling albums i have heard in a while. Chat Pile creates a grotesque blend of noise and groove that brings me back everytime. scarface6204