Daylight Savings Horror Soundtrack

every day i wake up with twice the number of bedposts to squeeze through

the greatest post-skramz aural diptych to ever grace the landscape of contemporary music

spiced tea

i didn't believe it at first but i just ran the numbers and it turns out that i am the only person in the world with any emotional sensitivity

ice cream van helsing

playing saxophone in the bathroom

storm drains

an edit of a song i used in that project for college

in dublin and cleveland

moth balls into dryer balls