Honey children are engulfed by waves of salty water causing the honey to slide off their bodies. Earwigs crawl through skulls that were just extinguished with lime. The repetitiveness of people strolling by looks like a worship by incas in some exotic caves. Hopefully after flossing my teeth, the ash encrusted cheese will let go of my ivory pearls ~ FLUNT
Slow marches and wordless anthems relayed by drum machine alchemy in the music of endless shorelines. Play these headboppers for a disaffected era as the mystery of FLUNT prevails in its poetically relentless trudge.
released February 4, 2022
Music by FLUNT
Artwork by Sigtryggur Berg Sigmarsson