In this 52 song, 42 minute sprawl of over-distorted, mic-swallowing mass of incomprehensibility, some parts actually sound like songs. Have A.C. sold out?
Bar-hoppers are annoying social locusts who descend on a bar, schmooze and wheedle their way into others’ social lives, and then swarm away to the next bar.
kHz has managed to meld trip hop and moody, industrial electro in places. Singer Raiana doesn’t so much croon the words as have them torn from her, agonizing.
Ah, my dear Rev. Tin-ear! Once again, your abrasive sensibilities grace our eyes. This month, he and his crew of jaded misfits take a look at Christianity.
At first listen, it shocks listeners into laughter or outright panic. It seems each instrument was recorded separately, not listening to the other tracks.