Miranda comes now, steps on veranda. TXT from best friend Montana. But that’s not her cellular. No, that is her lover’s. Ask: How does my love have Montana’s cell?
She’s running to Kinko’s. Making hard copies of nudeinmirror.jpg
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She’s tearing up photos to tear up his body. Like pins in voodoo. A part of the whole. She’s tearing up photos, shot telephoto. Left his profile defiled on side of the road.
The Brooklyn band deliver a blissful psychedelic rock album steeped in sci-fi and spirituality, awash with organs, strings, and reverb. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 23, 2021
It's a sharp live recording of a wild post-punk band putting it all out there. This will do (for now) since I haven't seen them live...which is a shame.
Here's my full review - http://www.7thlevelmusic.com/?p=4639 Nik Havert