‘tvam – no explanations (static caravan / blak hand)’.

Featured this several times already and it still whips up a wig flipping storm each and every time it comes into earshot, ‘no explanations’ is for want of a better description, a frenzied twang gouged Dadaist flashback of late 70’s surf hop which strays ever so deviously into a frazzled and frantic sci-fi-tronic space age Dan Dare meets Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet styling. All said we here are more than a mite fond of the flip cut for ‘migrating your mind’ is a star cruising snarling behemoth of shock treated death disco dinked cosmicalia replete with a slipstreamed kraut chassis powered by a grizzled V12 riff scowl – quite frankly the dog danders.


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