Your Car

Look At Your Poop

CMTO

BLVDRRRRR

Recoreded summer of '03 or '04 if memory serves. I was in my early 20s, still had pretty good pipes, and lucked into working with a handful of talented young men (except you, JV. I fucking swear Helen Keller would have played a better rhythm guitar). Excuse the mixing and EQ; the guy who charged us next to nothing to record it was also drunk and blazed the entirety of each session. Go figure. I think I was too.

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Apocalypse

A Declaration of Enmity

Not Even Death...

Blind

Shattered

Corrosive Entity

Otto Magnus