ALBUM REVIEW: BRAT – Social Grace
The candle snuffed out, let me fucking sleep.
The candle snuffed out, let me fucking sleep.
The quiet hum of the earth’s dreaming is my new song.
Endless entrenchment with no relief.
“Right where you want them, at your meat magnet.“ Escuela Grind are a machine where the cogs never stop turning, as a live act they’ve popped up across America and….
Coagulation necrosis.
Rest in piss.
Bree breeeeeeeee.
My unquenchable thirst.
A legacy enshrined in blood.