There are times when music doesn't suffice. Times when everything is so....much....that a hook or a chorus or even a distortion laden two note guitar solo and throat searing vocals just won't do the trick. The itch for chaos is too intense and you need less structure and/or more chaos. You need sound that will meet you on your level, and your level is, quite frankly, low. Enter GUILTY CONNECTOR. Japanese crust violence noise lord of the highest order, delivering electronics that are measured, calculated, and fucking debilitating. Deathmaster III clocks in just under twenty minutes and when it's finished it's all you can do to remind yourself to breathe. That's when the good experiences do....they make you forget everything else.
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