A scorching, surreal descent through fuzz and fractured rhythm—Dante’s Inferno isn’t just a track, it’s a glitch in time. It calls to mind the raw terrain of our own V/Vm Flat Slab piece for the Manchester 0161 compilation: lo-fi, low-stakes, anti-vanity—a time when sound wasn’t a brand but a rupture.
This is real experimentation. A time capsule from when no one was checking stats, when sonic detours were taken not to impress but to express. There’s something unhinged yet sincere about it—garage psych spiraling into cosmic paranoia, a proto-industrial undertow masked as blues.
Refreshing comes to mind.
Because it is.
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