Suffocating drugdoom motherfuckery from these bum-tripping Arkansas stoners. Deadbird’s magickal elixir is a bubbling brew of wicked, slithery 70’s Sab-riffs, lung-collapsing Dixie-grind, and death-jazzy instrumental passages, all boiling away together in one sick cauldron of anti-social suicide rock. The lyrics are largely indecipherable grunts and growls from beneath the crust, but since they are generously reprinted (in Frankenstein font, of course) you too can moan and wither along to lines like “Field of plague extends/blackness has fallen to cover all” and “I remember waking up/ and burning, for the first time”. Uplifting shit like that. I hope you have your wet blanket to curl up to, because this rekkid is some fuckin’ downer.