The kraken splits its arm, doubling its tenacious tentacles with the fury of windmills, sweeping the sea and showering the surface in a mist of salt and blood. The beast's beak exposes its tainted maw, relinquishing a cold shrill that echoes into the horizon bringing an air of suffocation and claustrophobia. Terror writhing relentlessly inside and only the shock and horror of its being remind me that I'm still alive in its presence. I feeling my inside shudder and swell. My eyes sink and my jaw drops in despair and the sun finally falls. The dark is all there is and I gradually drift into madness..

Pulling the toes off sleeping giants is dangerous but exciting...live in the moment and have conviction and don't get stepped on if possible.

Gather your hearts

More of more and less of less. The cycle of insanity continues on this installment of.. DEAD RADIO (echo) OOO! Please stay behind the yellow line. Boarding will resume when shuttle is at a complete break down..

Crawling out from the gullet of the pelican, chewing basil to shake the stench of the chum..more dead radio.

MOAR! Illuminating you viscera to higher levels. Recommended dosage once daily. For desired effectiveness allow entropy to set in...gots to live to get dead! Back to the subconscious collage of my psyche! ✌

A mixture of tunes and pieces about absolutely nothing and purely meant to waste our time. Enjoy

Trailer of dead radio