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Hey there, human kids, lift your face out of the feed trough and pluckthat feculence from your ears. Hark! A sonar blip from beneath the pileof bodies—the latest Oh Sees, Face Stabber! Boop, blip, ughhh….people churning like a boiling swamp. Man, this din is nauseating.The screen flickers for the first time this year with a transmission fromtwo months in the future: “the internet has deemed guitar music deadand you are free to do whatever the fuck you like ….long live the newflesh!”This album is Soundcloud hip-hop reversed, a far flung nemesisof contemporary country and flaccid algorithmic pop-barf. No songsabout money or love are floating in the ether. Just memories, echoes,foggy blurs, blip-blop goes the scope, heavy funk, dystopia-punkcanons, long jams, bloated solos dribbling down your cavedinchest. Human cattle like a beef avalanche, right on your burnedout face hole. Spider-legs fuzz crawling in your brain. Lots of cursewords for your mom. You’ve gotten the over-population blues, solet’s have some art for art’s sake. What else are you gonna do? Stareat the sky? Please…fifty carbon copies of you look back at you as youwalk the streets. Take a breath, you’re going to need it. Take drugs,you’re going to need those just to stand in line at the air and waterreclamation center soon enough. There’s no fruit, buddy. You’re at thebleak-peak. They will squeeze you till you’re all squeezed out.For fans of fried prog burn-out, squished old-school drool,double drums, lead weight bass, wizard keys (now with poison),old-ass guitar and horrible words with daft meanings. If you don’tlike it then don’t listen, bub. Back to the comments section with you!Easy—over and out.TracklisteA1 The Daily HeavyA2 The ExperimenterA3 Face StabberA4 SnickersneeB1 Fu XiB2 Scutum & ScorpiusB3 GholuB4 Poisoned StonesC1 Psy-Ops DispatchC2 Ss Luker's MomC3 HeartwormD1 Together TomorrowD2 Captain LooselyD3 Henchlock