ALBUM REVIEW: HEREISAROPEGOODLUCK – Nothing to Write Home About
I can’t sleep, I can’t think.
I can’t sleep, I can’t think.
Fulfill the need to see them crawl.
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.