And here you go - years (literally...eight years) since the last timer PIG DNA graced the digital pages of this virtual publication, here are PIG DNA destroying your throat once again. Maybe this is two songs and maybe it's less than six minutes. But this tape is a reminder that there was a time when music didn't matter - a time when punk was more important than sound and when 'noise not music' really meant "noise is music' ands we all fell for it. The cycles are real, and I can't wait for the kids to get back on this train....
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