GIG REPORT: Bell Witch, Esoteric & Knoll at the Dome, London
Incessant wheel of time, dawn’s bodies, formless waves frozen in night.
Incessant wheel of time, dawn’s bodies, formless waves frozen in night.
Behold the reckoning.
The candle snuffed out, let me fucking sleep.
This is bigger than us, this is bigger than you.
“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….
Your phantom data has been unwritten all is forgiven.
The coveted exploit, your prize.
Stare and stare emphatically at some semblance in the universal, then bulldoze the coherent aside.
I’m still singing your praise in the end.