The title track from Evian Christ's new EP opens distorted and dancehall, like the beat is trying to trash scorpion venom out of its blood. Not too dissimilar from the hardcore militarism of Randomer or Tessela, but a bit more epic in scope, thanks to a piano interlude soaked in hot motor oil and blistering angrily.
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