An amalgamation of influences from synthpunk, grunge, et cetera run through a psychedelic meat grinder and served up with a side of weird punk. Things end on an experimental note. I’m only able to tell you that because my copy of the cassette cut off after the fourth song, so I had to dig the rest of the songs up online. The audible accompaniment for when you’re waiting for that edible to hit. –Juan Espinosa (Self-released)