I call the mom. breathe aerosol. gasp on cologne. offer double miles. God give me a phone commercial and a fuck on site. God give me a phone commercial. God's love did give me: locks to drag them in, blues to cut them down. my yankee bride gets to stick around.
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giro days pummelling 12 minutes monster grinder is a gem a perfect soundtrack to the time honoured tradition of going completely bonkers for one day a fortnight. that refrain of sex death sex death is tied to the title for me..the little death.sex ...and life ..measured in giros.or.lives ,measured in bi weekly trips to the hole in the wall at midnight .....a triumph of a record... probably as good as just say no..but I'm a sucker for a pair of drummers.GNOD ON christopherogley
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Grande Yankee Bride Hunt”
Play this album in the loudest system you can find, set to 11 and blow you and your neighbours minds. I find interchanging this with Carcass and early Killing Joke a great antidote for any niceness that creeps into my soul. pablo6580