September 14, 2011

As a prelude to their next EP, Sextape, the BLKHRTS are dropping a track a week for the next two months. So expect to see a lot of dissonant shredded larynx art rap in this space. More M.O.P. meets Morrissey, replete with hellhound rasps about girls and devils and heaven and reverends and deliverance. This could serve as the soundtrack to a never-written documentary about black goth kids. I’ll let you pick the imaginary title of that documentary, lest I start making really bad puns.

TRY by mynameisyonnas