Collapsticator

About

Unstable compounds captured momentarily. Wild feelings that might live long enough to be scrawled on a scrap of paper are thoughtfully assembled into songs by caretaking forces, internal and external. Flotsam in mental society, drifting from idiot reality to idiot reality, found in between cracks, visions of pure white — this is all to say that songs like “10/10”, or “out of control” prove that you can rock hard and deep but not be sure of why or where it should be. You can’t take back what you have put forth and you can’t shake a cult. This is what Collapsticator has done to the weak minds that follow their recordings (presumably straight into a trap).