Squirts and scoundrels round the citadels, and the royals ring the rhythm bells, swarming circles sack your sacred spires. This land of yours was settled by bastards, drunks, and thieves. Mega corporate conglomerate flies a shiny advertisement jet over the tiny meadow of my mind. But I’m not tied to the land, I’m as removed as a grain from the sand and I’m not in denial, it’ll be a while before you find evidence of my complicity in your file.
A new track from this tough-as-nails Boston hardcore outfit has some words for men who would dehumanize women in the scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2018