Xenia Rubinos, “Cherry Tree”
A thing that always strikes me about this project is that it seems like past me always had better judgement and taste than present me. It’s very strange living in your own shadow and constantly having your own diminishment displayed so clearly.
Tilt, “Lips Tits Hips”
I mean, sometimes.
Sacred Son, “The Blind and Feral Whiteness”
Well, here’s another one of those records that I remember buying, and even recall listening to, but don’t remember why I picked it up. I actually usually retain some context around albums and why I pick them up, but occasionally, a contextless record bobs along in here. I guess it just arrived on my doorstep one day.
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