Small town isolation is a motherfukkr, y'all. Springfield, Illinois brings us GUTTERPRIEST, a filthy collection of maniacal shit-fi noisecore dropped into two awkward ten minute minimal electronic improvisations and/or loops. It literally makes no sense at all, and it hurts to listen to.
The rough life continues, and I will be accepting all cassette donations at The Garage in Ventura, California tonight.
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