Any band able to describe their sound as “like wandering alone in a desolate circus at night with the impending doom of being hunted by psychopathic clowns“, gets our ears.
This then is Melt Dunes, almost eight minutes of malevolent, eerie, tortured psychedelia shot through with a garage savagery that makes Epicaricacy a compelling listen.
Try it here.
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