Rawr 'n' ragged motherfuck punk with the fur and blood still on it sung into a piece of shit karaoke mic. Probably recorded in a derelict terrace in Redfern, although I couldn't say for sure. Hits it and quits it before the rush ends. Is 2009 gonna be the year that "low-fidelity" rises up and reclaims the Throne of Gondor? I mean, what?
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