Sepia Howl

Sanity’s boring, harmony's a joke,
I built my throne out of everything broke.

This is blues exorcism for cursed souls. Heavy psych riffs dragged through ash. Basement doom jams that sound like they’re melting from the inside.

This is not good music. It’s honest noise. 
These sounds are built for the broken, 
... not for the sober.
Unlovable, unmarketable, undeniable.

If you get it, welcome.
If not, you were never meant to...   Haha, guitar go Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Sepia Howl

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