A deep spiraling infant tempest that swells and vanishes, desires, and collapses off to an incomprehensible, partial limit of a grain of sand. A swelling runs through its reins, beating and pulsing. The tremors that malform all of material. The new flesh have finally accepted what is finally real. The tempest will become our drowner and our salient eye.
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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