these new puritians

by chaotarroo

sometimes, i hate it when albums grow into me, makes me feel obliged to buy them.
these new puritans, broken bells, four tet … oh fuck.
i foresee a big hole in my pocket in the name of transcendent support, or whatever you call that …

and yes, i should really be properly categorizing my post. previous few was quite um … fucked.
k time to satisfy the egypto-phile in me, buaizxxxzxz.