The compressed grid in the lower city is bore with a loud bang The devil is a hole in the wall. They drag us out of it and fill disappearing trucks that lead to The Zones. The devil is a hole in the wall. In the grid, your bare form, breath and repose, and all its motion and memory is encoded. The devil is a hole in the wall
We are counting down the days till your heads finally roll. The devil is a hole in the wall.
credits
from Soft Narcosis NG+,
released November 29, 2021
All music by Limbs
Recorded, mixed, and mastered at Kuwago Nights Studio
Terrific, marauding post-punk that will thrill fans of Idles with its pairing of cutting riffs and wry spoken/sung lyrics. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2022