I don't know where the hell I am...
I wanna die!
I think I'm losing control of my mind...
I wanna die!
The folks from Terrorist Rock Organization shroud their project/s in (an inadvertent?) mystery, and it just makes me want (to know) more. Mind Control Losers hits like THE SPITS playing a private desert bash for a Ken Lane book release. Under a full moon. On Halloween. Raw and primitive stomps ripped from arms desperately clutching Las Vegas Grind comps so the Travelers can take the sounds to Other Realms in their Silver Ships to teach The Others. I can't get enough.
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