Brick Wall Kisses – Live at the Warehouse
Screaming room mics, bass like collapsing concrete. Imperfect in all the right places.
You shut the door
There is no turning back
It's your own decision
It's your pain
Make it a slow pain
Make it a slow death
Screaming room mics, bass like collapsing concrete. Imperfect in all the right places.
Dead channels as composition. Magic in the squeal at 12 kHz.
Part-time floor tom abuser, full-time feedback enthusiast. This site is an anti-polish zone devoted to noise rock and adjacent harsh/beautiful sounds.