Description
Withered-heart, spoiled-face, weary-spine sludge from this New Zealand trio. The labored breathing of an open E-string will recall Earth 2, the reckless bashed drums hint at Harsh 70s Reality, but the mystery and obsession belongs strictly to P Wits. There’s a horror to the A side, which feels slow and impatient at the same time, while the B side suggests a blackout rage but reveals a lulling, motorik beauty. A bewildering and fertile record! Limited to 150 copies, with insert.
