ANTLER PISS "Spit Plain" (Deep Fried Tapes)

Deep Fried Tapes: it tastes like it sounds. You'll have to boost some decibels to hear this stuff, so the tape hiss is really a member of the band. DFT's Philadelphia address is a surprise since one would have a rough blindfold test picking this Antler Piss joint from that of any number of scum practitioners from the MI-OH-KY arc. But if you know what you like, go ahead and have another scoop. Anything worth doing is worth doing well, even if it's the bleakest, "everything's broken" lounging in a haunted mine shaft circuit fuckery. This is done well. Titillating.