Scattering pearly kosmiche globules as fires throb and sparks fly upwards. MMoB roam ancient liquid silk roads essaying Tibetan analogue synth chant, near east death cult malarkey - at one point purloining Hawkwind's Hassan I Sahba Anatolian riffage - and generally come on like misbehaving new dark age-ist raggamuffin vendors of exotic ritual n ceremony.
Oddi wrth y brawd
bukkakeru
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Loved it.
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