“Not finding one who knows his sound. / He sighs in sorrow. / Yet his laughter pierces the […]
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I can smell it on you, that Portland on your breath. Kerosene ‘n bong fingers politely covering a […]
In the year it’d taken to meticulously craft the easy-moving immaculacy of the self-titled debut from Portland, Oregon […]
In the most classic sense absurdism is only vaguely scientific in its avoidance of the catatonia of nihilism. […]
(Exterior: A bog, just in sight of the looming towers of Crondor Manor, somewhere deep in the thick […]