The festering floor of the underground is something that will never cease to amaze me. For every established name, there’s at least two others that thrive in the dark obscurity that the underground has to offer on its most base … Continue reading Hypoxic End – s/t
“I’m not so sure my parents would want me listening to something like Chopping Mall.” Never before has there been any single line of lyrics that I’ve been able to identify with more on any album I’ve ever listened … Continue reading Chopping Mall – Mauled By A Magical Bear With Scalding Hot Liquid Cheese Spraying From Its Eyesockets