Sledgehammer

Sledgehammer

there’s something about watching shot-on-video horror that makes you feel like you’ve partially regressed, like you’ve sunken to a level that few people ever have or will, a level where the unheard frequencies scream, and getting there is embarrassing and liberating and legitimately entrancing like you’ve happened upon something that was committed to an old rotted vhs tape infused with a demonic glow, and this is why it’s capable of giving me a genuine transgressive thrill in 2021 year of the blackened sky where a canopy of smoke obstructs our vision of the possible and we sit beneath it every day trying to part the fog like curtains but it is too thick and woolen and sewn with dark materials and it’s impossible to say where it begins or ends but it has always been there, a wound in reality that’s grown so wide it’s started to take us into it, so what else can we do but crush brews with our loved ones in slow motion until we too are crushed like a beercan by the rapidly collapsing world around us. i think it’s time we get pretty shitfaced

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