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Title: With You in the Darkness Waiting
Living dead eye sockets seem to follow you wherever you are in the room. No sun-sparkle neck nibblers here, just straight up Nosferatu-style bloodlust. The title is a line in the song, Silent Scream by TSOL.
Someday my voice will sound like a man who’s gone too far down. What’s up, AZ ’83? Howe Gelb is a genius.
Groove crushin, psych-riff genius Brant Bjork booms in the office again. Sometimes a wizard gets lonely at the top. Ink wash and Pshop.
Listening to The Sword. Charcoal and Hoboshop with more dirty brush hand lettering– into it right now.