I saw this band play live in my dreams and actually I did not like that dream at all. It was a very sticky dream with these big ups and downs holding me in a stranglehold until I said some magic word. But I could not hear the word on account of the multiplying musicians making some Metroidvania melopee.

Then I woke up and the dream turned out to be my bad life. I dumped my husband and adopted a dog, now all I do is play video games listening to Kaldeket!

PS: stop DMing me, I am not interested.

Don't call it a comeback because at best it's a sprawling form of vegetative propagation. Collector applies the hottest Deleuzian genealogy to song structure pace rhizomatic growth of riff foliage in a wall of sound milieu that culminates inevitably in the MOST SORROWFUL AND TOUGH album of the year.

FFO: shiitakes, chanterelles, wavy caps