It has come to this. Imprisonment. Torture. Captivity. I scrawl this account on what scraps of toilet paper I have managed to squirrel away, the rest of it being used as my bowels have necessitated. Yes, Field Marshall McLuhan would have had a field day with this one. It would seem that in this case the medium truly has become the message. (That’s a poop joke). The labels had gotten wise to my mission to kill Cobain and sent back replicant hunter-killers in the guise of Courtney Love to stop me. Rather than kill me Geffen, Kanye, and Grohl have decided to turn me into a shill fretting, strutting, parading myself upon the stage in order to turn a profit. Daily they rouse me and drag me to the chamber, bombarding me with the archetypal imagery of their reptilian forefathers. Fortunately, my mission training had consisted of mass inundation of high speed internet pornography and relentless social media scrolling simulations which had tempered my psyche. But my resolve is beginning to wane. I must escape, or die. E-S-C-A-P-E or die.
from Snotty Brat Rock,
track released February 26, 2022
Vox, Guitar Louis Sarris
Bass Louis Sarris
Drums Louis Sarris
Recorded by Louis Sarris
Mixed by Louis Sarris
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
Starring Louis Sarris
Written by Louis Sarris (APE!)
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