sometimes you build a wall of sound just to see if it crushes you. we spent forty-eight hours straight tracking guitars until my fingers felt like hamburger meat. Makoto fell asleep on the mixing desk again. i threw a half-empty monster at the wall because the bridge in track 4 felt like an insult to my entire life.

i have no idea what to tell people when they ask how the record sounds. i have no idea what to tell people when they think they know how the record sounds. it is what it is!

heading out to buy cheap melon pan and stare at a ceiling fan.

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-orihimesama