The Covid Era has forced countless bands into dormancy, but has given an opportunity for many artists to complete long shelved projects, to find spaces for concepts and ideas to live, even thrive, in the new (temporary?) reality. And for some, the frustration and helplessness has given rise to new and brutal forms of expression. SPLURT POUCH is suffocating. Like screaming until your lungs are shreds, screaming into an absent void that doesn't know you exist...much less whether you live or die. Screaming at stars ten lifetimes away while your head is wrapped in plastic, and then trying to draw a breath. SLURT POUCH is 2020. SPLURT POUCH is the new reality, and perhaps it isn't temporary.