Hi-bias two colour pad printed cassette version of this truly frightening long-awaited release from this Saskatoon trio.
Includes unlimited streaming of The Six Small Deaths of the Grey Light District
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 7 days
edition of 200
White flesh turns red with shame and we collapse beneath the shock.
"This feels like a mistake" you say And that's what gets me off.
I want to have to change my name and lie about where I'm from.
The whore i want to be for you, the whore I will become to be a - dead star - in your pornography.
A reason to cover your eyes - very foreign pornography.
I know I'm in love when I start to feel like i should stop.
We'll disfigure wrong in to right. See me compromised and grasping.
Yeah - alright - it's too late to ever be clean again.
On an unmarked roll of film, under loose floorboards. That is where you can find my heart. It's where I can breather, it's the way that you see me. When I'm objectified used and permitted to burn.
On and on. In your pronography like a fire that we could die trying to put out, very foreign pornography.
If you're losing sensitivity I'd implore you to twist the knife.
And if it starts to hurt, baby, then lean in hard until it threatens your life.
Yeah - alright.
Maybe we went to far this time. Yeah - alright - it's too late to ever be clean again. Tell me that I look pretty when I'm going down.