SEDIMENT CLUB- Psychosymplastic LP
Let's be real, they called me a loon and my honesty is a smear. Pre-excused decisions: the corner is marked; seething rain burns through a silver diatribe; terminal remnants gather. Protect me from devils, must be dancing, in the tank a past ally wakes the mummy bog. 15 years and I was raised - hunger grows a bland palate. Washed out jaded trendsetters, with the right rhetoric, indistinguishable. Psychosymplastic was conceived, written, rehearsed, toured and recorded in 2014.