The Goddess Did Not Produce A Shadow
Her voice sounded in my head, just how the sky had looked, as rain comes down in cascades. Following the example,
of my every lonesome drive. Though it were speaking back, in its own desperate cry. Suffocating on the, omnipotence of
what's, being forced to my ears. Discomfort flushes through me, a white light shone on my face. My stomach drops,
like the bowels, of another dangling, Judas to the ground."Safe not sorry, we'll burn out, not fade away," Her voice
cracked over the line like thunder ringing in my ears.
supported by 12 fans who also own “The Goddess Did Not Produce a Shadow”
I was lucky enough to see these kids play at the cd release show for this album in Oklahoma City. They were great and sadly missed. What a short lived scene MySpace Grindcore was... Still the memories remain and Wax Vessel Records is doing an amazing job keeping it alive. eatdogs
Forcefed Horsehead describe themselves as “grindpunk,” and their visceral mesh of extreme metal subgenres heads direct for the pit. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2023
This Jersey crew makes a ferocious mix of guttural grind and heavy hardcore punk, with lyrics aimed square at sociopolitical ills. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2021
supported by 11 fans who also own “The Goddess Did Not Produce a Shadow”
Grindcore? Mathcore? Deathcore? It's hard to pinpoint what genre this band was. It's totally unique for its time! Strange and flawed but that's what makes it charming. A caustic experiment that still is inspiring to this day. Edd Childs III