at the time when i was introduced to this record, i thought i had a handle on what pissed-off music sounded like. and then, even on a crappy record player with one speaker attached, CWV still happily crumbled the floor underneath me, burying me under 500 metric tons of asbestos, glass, and bad fucking vibes.
a pv/grind classic.
dl
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