Muted Summers from ATST BOX by Convivial Cannibal Clan

"Well i know way out west... and some other cock and old bull lee dribbled mutterings. Gargled and swished about in an uncouth mouth usually gorged in gabbled garbles of some dubious gnosis or gaunt inducing goof by some chemical reaction or another. That's how we do. Anyhow... A break from the pain of Pennies sad shitty times. Don't even know the happy sounds of Summer or what happy even is. Recorded this on a walkies-talkie looking sort of contraption. That's said to have eyes of it's very own. Maybe for by to let her hear it somehow. I'm the one they call the devil man. On account of my descending from the lower parts and my lovely accent of course. The complexion and horns have nothing to do with it! Merely childhood teasing's by way of birth defects. Blessings from the bully in the sky as always we learn. Ha! Ha!" *

*letter mailed to detectives a week before the search warrant was issued

• Experimental
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• record label
• tapes
• vhs
• Los Angeles