"To spew crystal serum into viperine race towards the starborn chosen one. Highest priest of thy pristine devotion forever dwelling in the universal sperm frost.
High in the air, with pearlescent wings rotting in black. Black angels ruin have come forth to eternal reign. In thy sombre psychopatic rule we will perish! Come forth for thy glory is now with us!
Redeem the universal bleeding plexus towards biochemical metempsychosis."
Is it wicked not to care? Frances Chang's layered, strange experimental pop recalls Lisa Germano in its pursuit of meaning in a sad world. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 2, 2022
Modular synths sparkle amidst piano, vibes, and other organic instruments stringing together constellations of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2023