Demo 2013

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Purnacandra Sivarupa Raw, intense, and searing. One of the most impressive recordings I've ever encountered. I mean this literally: Few other records have made as strong a first impression on me as this one has. I look forward to more. Favorite track: Isolated Existence.
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released May 31, 2013

Recorded & mixed by George Dalli, Spring 2013.

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PRIMARY STRESS Halifax, Nova Scotia

Two piece crust/metal from Halifax, NS.
Elly & Julia.

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Track Name: To Whatever End
After all these months moving into the east, I'm alone dressed in the garb of the White City. Sitting in vain, smoking the last of the pipe-weed. I've dedicated myself to the mad steward & this is what it has come to.
The loss of the world's light, but what can I do now?
But sit & wait for gold shores to take me.
I pretend you're here beside me while this castle is slowly crumbling.
& I wonder if somewhere out there you ride for the world's end, for ruin, for death.
Track Name: Dyatlov Pass
Winter of 1959, February 2nd.
One week in hiking north. Stuck in a snowstorm.
I ran into the dark.
Track Name: Corridor
North east Houston.
Streetlights blinking Morse code near the Eastex freeway. Quiet weeknight traffic eases through Texas heat. Around the corner from the grocery store, litter & broken bottles. A dead end street was witness to violence & wept.
Seven garbage bags full of dead & decomposing dogs. Covered in insects & mud, left to be found.
No names.
No tags.
Tortured! Tortured until their deaths.
Track Name: Isolated Existence
Isolated existence. Self defeat. Self pity. Self destruction.
Words, looks, faces, flashing. Never ending. Nausea starts. Feel weak. Close my eyes, cease to exist.
Trembling & shaking. Screaming inside but it won't get out. Now I'm suffocating, paralyzed. Asking for the end. Losing hope. No control. Reality slips. Reality bends.
Drowning in sarcasm. Putting myself down. You don't see me. You don't realize.
Hold my breath. Scared to speak.
Destroy reality.