Thursday, September 3, 2009

I may never be able to listen to any other kind of music ever again. I am infected.

The number Eleven could go either way, but this time we were favored. Light and dark in almost perfect balance; nerve-wracking sonics and irreverent discussion walked hand in hand through a field of corpses aflame.

Selma above will guide you through the brazier, to the playlist and archive of last night's horrorcast; silly Jaime, he can't do much of anything.

Undoubtedly last night's stars were Caldera Lakes, who blessed us with a rough-cut preview of their new album. Also starring Yellow Tears and Merv Griffin.

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