Where the Pavement Turns to Sand

"These red LEDs staring at me like hideous nocturnal beacons of despair."

"A post-commentary on all forms of modern music, with an eye towards the sardonic."

"It's not a romantic comedy, it's a fucking scathing indictment of all commercialized music."

"It's a collected series of cascading misfortunes."

"What once was my prospecting spoon, my dowser's wand, now becomes an instrument of intoxication."

"This report from Bunker 23 remains healthy and focused. Always, healthy and focused."

"Retreat."

© Sartisohn 2011