GERMAN - Bunker

Some trusta-irie chump sprawls his curry n-Ǭ¢ cloves apartment scent out in to the alley, jammin-Ǭ¢ Marley-Ǭ¢s Could you be loved" and ready to give "great and good love" to some skinny-minnie broad (yeah, dreads) when the vibe gets reamed by trash can arguements and a scattered transmission (car), hurling down this sweaty purgatory. The doors/windows get locked and the trustas don-Ǭ¢t emerge for days from fear. Fear from music, man. German (Julian from skull-crushin-Ǭ¢ The Pope/L.A.) Give some unsettling electronic scabage - kinda like when The Residents were cutting their teeth on homemade sound devices, toss in some undanceable New Wave Hookers styled revelry, pull the plug on vision and fuck off to the rest of the kingdom. Limited to 45 copies"-Killertree