Unsung...track 4
This album fits happily into the typical "Yeah, I dig metal." toolbox. It feels as if you have a utensil that you might be able to do something positive with, and that you're kind of secure that you have it. Awaiting its turn, Meantime rears up and takes over the job all by its lonesome.
You begin to hammer...or screw...or whatever the hell it is you think you're going to do with it and soon enough...
it owns you.
It uses you. You are the tool.
Enjoy!
1 comment:
Great reading this
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