Strung Out Deeper Than The Night

Some days I can't be doing with all this fussy melody and harmony shit. Let's face it, it's overrated. Some days my brain just needs sounds that battle with the noise within.  Trying to change what can't be changed. Trying to find warmth where there is none. Trying to not be one, amongst many, always ending up one. Sea of feedback, ocean of noise, fog of reverb, swallow me up, make me none amongst the infinite.

Les Rallizes Dénudés, take it away...

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