I’m on the autism spectrum but wasn’t diagnosed until age 29 because I’m high-functioning. I can fake being normal just enough that people think I’m trying to be weird. It’s exhausting, frustrating, and demoralizing... but when I meet someone else who’s in the same boat, it makes me feel a little less like a failure.

Neurodivergent is one of the best things to happen to me this year, and I wanted to say thanks. I need to see you guys live so I can scream it properly.

Mmmmmmm, EBM sandwich...

I don’t know why this just occurred to me, but if I have to live with the knowledge then so do you:

Caustic is not The Clash of industrial...

Caustic is the Chuck Tingle of industrial.

Search your feelings. You know this to be true.

What you do with that pearl of wisdom is your business.

Imagine one of those science fiction episodes where our heroes are miniaturized and placed inside an everyday appliance...

Now imagine that they’re stuck in a pinball machine and someone’s going for the high score.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!”

“...”

“I CAN’T HEAR YOU!”

“...”

“WHAT?!”

“I SAID I THINK IT WAS A QUARTER!!!”

“FUCK ME!”

“I KNOW, RIGHT?!”

You arrive on a desolate planet and exit your ship. There’s a city here, huge and modern... but there is no life. Not even indirect evidence of life. No organic matter of any kind. To some extent you were expecting this. The probe found no life signs, but the images it took were compelling enough to draw you here. You were not expecting the dust. This grey residue that covers everything and drains out the color. The city is full of neon and screens, but everything is grey. Do not touch the dus

Welp...

We may be trapped in a soul-crushing cyberpunk dystopia with all the gut-wrenching horror and none of the street-legal hovertech, but hey! At least the soundtrack is bitchin.