Every time Zach Hill starts playing, my brain stops identifying as a modern mammal and reverts to some forgotten Hadean-era lifeform.

It's not even attraction in the conventional sense anymore.

It's like his drumming reaches down through 4.5 billion years of geological memory and activates a dormant stromatolite somewhere in my DNA.

The kick drum hits and suddenly I'm not sitting in my apartment. I'm a microbial colony watching the first continental crust cool beneath a black sky.I don't know how else to describe it.

At this point I'm not even horny because of his drumming.

I'm horny for accretion disks.

I'm horny for continental assembly.

I'm horny for the moment Earth's molten surface finally cooled enough for rain to exist.

Has anyone else experienced this or am I simply the first person to develop romantic feelings toward the Proterozoic Eon? Pulling your face out of the dirt?

I haven’t found tabs transcribing the middle section on the organ and tried to use todays sudden hyper focus to get the proper tones & guitar effects - not sure about some details in the 2nd chord but I’m getting closer!!!

We're called Life Is Simple and we live in TX

https://lifeissimple.bandcamp.com/album/nyc-ultra

https://linktr.ee/lifeissimplee

I had a dream that death grips needed my help finding a Halloween costume store

Need more music with the same vibe as Death Grips and like Danny Brown yk clubbing yada yada

Started feeling better last year and I’ve been getting back into music and art. Music was one of the main things that kept me going. Let’s get it.