I’m stuck in my cave. Dissertation is nearing. Forcing myself into exile. What’s this? Turntables? Rust covered turntables…squeaky wheels of steel. Time for some WD40.
It’s progressive, it’s electro. It’s me. Next time I’ll stick to one or the other, but for now enjoy some sonic schizophrenia.
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