A portal to another—better?—world full of garish crimes, compromised covers, and dark romantic last stands at Drainage Tunnel 22. Something to burn an inebriated candle down to a musky puddle by. The two tracks breathe circularly into each other, forming an inescapable moebius strip of alternative reality, as thin and as real as a crumpled pamphlet advertising last year's recall on defective android politics. Opt out of whatever version you're running. Do this one instead.
Favorite track: Last Stand at Drainage Tunnel 22, Sewarage Man Blues.