old punk now heading for the hills to live among the woodland critters, periodically descending upon the nearest town with my rodent army to terrorize the locals and steal their bread
old punk now heading for the hills to live among the woodland critters, periodically descending upon the nearest town with my rodent army to terrorize the locals and steal their bread
like all ryg music, this album is perfect if you're going for a general atmosphere of "tight-knit group of blacksheep friends jovially passing whiskey and blunts around a bonfire."
spooky, grit-covered political folk punk is an extremely niche style, but it happens to be my favorite niche so i dig this album like a fuckin industrial excavator