This is a town of green neons, wore glasses, acre wines, translucid bourbon, wheezy jukeboxes of 60s uptuned hits and untalkative bartenders who are either pansexual or asexual. There are distinctive timbres all around, arbitrary souls roaming and sauntering through salty frequencies of pain. Maybe someone’s crying in this neighborhood, if only I could hear it.

The Body & Krieg have an upcoming colab LP. November. At A Loss. Trailer. By —- Chariot Of Black Moth.