Taneda, why'd you have to go and die on me?
You left me here so selfishly.
I have your guitar.
I joined your band, I still dream about holding hands.
Now I'm all alone. Moved out of our home.
You never played that love song for me.
Two Italian underground bands join forces: one a scummy, blown-out garage mess with a noise-rock razor in its pocket, one pure alienation. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 10, 2016