i’m wrapping my head in plaster of paris. i will then dunk it in a barrel of brine before diving into the la brea tar pits. sure its suffocating, but my dying, muffled gasps will be overpowered by the sounds pumping through my headphones, headphones running to my cheap, portable cd player which is, miraculously, not struggling with this black-bottomed cd-r. it never likes cd-r’s but this time its different. the scuzzed-out fuck-folk of card & snyder jams my eardrums till my nose runs. these lo-fi cantatas are last rites for all the wicked and i’m listening hard and close. rock n roll rumbles in and out of the proceedings, but mostly what we have here are the sounds of card and snyder’s dark and sweaty wet-dreams; fried-out electronics and peasant drones. the end of it ripples on and on, beautifully, jarringly, like your buddha machine being cooked inside a thanksgiving turkey. or even better: an easter ham. get it and rejoice! – indieworkshop.
CARD/SNYDER ~ WINTER PARTS 1&2 ~ (self released)
CARD/SNYDER ~ WINTER PARTS 1&2 ~ (self released)
i’m wrapping my head in plaster of paris. i will then dunk it in a barrel of brine before diving into the la brea tar pits. sure its suffocating, but my dying, muffled gasps will be overpowered by the sounds pumping through my headphones, headphones running to my cheap, portable cd player which is, miraculously, not struggling with this black-bottomed cd-r. it never likes cd-r’s but this time its different. the scuzzed-out fuck-folk of card & snyder jams my eardrums till my nose runs. these lo-fi cantatas are last rites for all the wicked and i’m listening hard and close. rock n roll rumbles in and out of the proceedings, but mostly what we have here are the sounds of card and snyder’s dark and sweaty wet-dreams; fried-out electronics and peasant drones. the end of it ripples on and on, beautifully, jarringly, like your buddha machine being cooked inside a thanksgiving turkey. or even better: an easter ham. get it and rejoice! – indieworkshop.