Get yourself a big fat joint, a nice pair of headphones able to handle all the depths and lows of this thing, and just play the brand new split between Fister and TEETH, two of the nastiest bands you can currently dig in the US. You’ll get your bloated stomach packed with sludge, doom and death, you’ll hold those putrid acids in and give Jules Cotard a blink of an eye. The 7” is out today on Broken Limbs, limited to 300 copies.
