THIS IS WHAT XUL LIVES FOR.
Something so utterly ugly, so disgustingly terrible to listen to, that it rots your eyes with its vibrations, crushes your nose with its stamping distortion, and shakes your brain violently like a crazed mother that has had enough of her crying new born.
Imagine finding an album that contains a song that instantly sends shooting visions into your mind of T-800's punching each other in an engine room, screaming their cyborg curses, and totally destroying everything.
All in all, I'm glad and feel lucky to have discovered this album/band, as I believe it is a true representation of what can be created with enough wires, hate and of course, Xul in your soul/CPU.
Originally posted at: xulknowledge.blogspot.com