Michigan dark punk delivered the way goth/wave/punk hybrids are supposed to be delivered: awkward, creepy, confused...kinda makes you feel dirty inside. Perfect. The vocals stand as the only confident aspect of SILENT PORN, a SPECTRES-esque crooning brood afront a band of miscreants desperately bashing out an existence. And then, as quickly as you can crank out a ten minute demo tape on the shores of one of North America's most spectacular lakes....they disappeared from view. Also perfect.
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