Sunday, May 27, 2012
short sharp staccato stabs of stupidity as the singer shouts stale soliloquies of smashing the state and sinking cider at the show. small minds swim in a sea of skinny shitheads as sticks smash skins and skulls smash skulls. silent shamans bearded seniors of the scene stand solemnly surveying the scene. hearts hammer and heads hurt and holy hell it feels alright to be alive.