Life, we gasp for breath. Our planet, relentless sun. Look up, the sky is gray. No song, no shade. Life, we gasp for breath. There are no birds. Breath. Even the sea will turn when the sun reaches its awful moon.
Members of FTF and The Sun Through A Telescope come together to create dark and haunting atmospheres with heavy droning guitars driven through walls of noise. Fuck The Facts
Shoegaze overdosing on meth and caffeine pills. Every release on Cloudrat's discography is a different flavor of insanity. This one is rocky road with a twist of antifreeze. Ghuughra