Single – April 2, 2021
Composed over quarantine summer, this track is reflective of the trudgery of WFH pandemic life. The tense sludge driving this track is the same sludge we all now can find in our souls: dense, tedious, endless. And it is the endless density of our corporeal form that has created these dents – permanent artifacts of the ongoing apocalypse – in our couches.
Produced and mixed by Sensoren
Mastered by Joey Mayerski
