Hark! The young boy glanced up from his Nokia phone (it was in the past). A lumbering trio of sonic explorers breached the horizon. The boy wandered over and sat down. One was mad on fish, the other was big into cloud bubble thinking and the third was a certified improv warlock from over yonder. Together they played until the sun came up. Which was only a bit of time, cause it was about to come up anyway.
Firas Khnaisser | Armin Sturm | Ali Robertson
Love a good pipe. 30 mins across two sides, pure bliss. Rewards repeated listening, punished single listens.
Eyeball Paul artwork (not that one). Limited to ∞ copies.