Reek Of Putrefecation (After Carcass)

A short note: hearty thanks go out to the members of Racebannon, whose Acid Or Blood has kept me in such delightful company in the slough of despond the last few days have descended in to. There's nothing quite like grey skies, lashing rain, jostling, rude twats, and disgusting, wilfully inconsiderate motorists, perhaps an iron-grey sea glimpsed in the far background, soundtracked by what sounds like Cobalt covering Napalm Death covering Scratch Acid recording a soundtrack for some obscure 80s body-horror flick.