You are my friend like lyrical lipped love
Your souls sing with us
Seeds,
see us in the Spring.
Watch us grow
Wings like butterscotch
Rain dot pattern spots
Shake hands silly symptoms
In my stomach
Seeing utterly in Color
Got nothing to say
GOD!
Forgive us in the grass
the birth of art
ends start
sit back and ride the watch again
Catch up
got nothing but give up
Contrary to the title, this debut LP from Melbourne producer Megadead leans heavily on instrumental hip-hop fusion and plunderphonics. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 8, 2021