Static Cries From a Venerable Chair – Strapped and Staring MC Noisecore that would sometimes blossom into

that would sometimes blossom into a pen pal that I’d consider a friend though I’d never dream of actually meeting them let alone having the sounds blasting out of my stereo speakers translate to a live experience

armed as they were with a sound that incorporated the riff-driven power of doom

in the band’s now shuttered ‘The Prisoner’s Chant…’ studio which rested at ground level across from the oldest cemetery in New York and rumored to be haunted

unbridled by norms or trends

Static Cries From a Venerable Chair – Strapped and Staring MC Noisecore that would sometimes blossom intoSonic landscapes received into a broken mind. Strapped down and staring waiting for the end. As the family watches on Classical keys and circuit bent noise cassette housed in the Hotchin seal bag