Mixes thick, fuzzy guitar riffs with a snappy drum pocket and a hummable melodic hook.
We explore consciousness as a conduit towards deeper understanding of the universe.
It's neurotic, it's unexpected, it's brief. Boxes, checked.
We follow the tumbling drum pocket through a tunnel of half-logic and casual observation - under the influence, and among friends.
Extends the raw core of punk-rock into the stressed-out world of being a twenty-something right here, right now.
Its all energy, drums, and shattered vocals; the chorus refrain serving as a gear itself, twisting, repeating, and snarling while the song arrangement circles around.