Fuzz has abandonment issues. Abandoning expectation. Abandoning
reservation, consummation, resignation and trite dictation.
Instinct is all there is when it comes to the divination of
harsh salvation. Segall, Moothart and Ubovich are exploring
all the blank-ations of what will be, or has always been, Fuzz II.
Tried and true methods mixed with tongue-twisting, teeth-shattering,
seizure-inducing stabs at the norm. Who knows. maybe
that's wrong. Maybe it's all done. Played out. Maybe it's not for
want of new but for lack of old. But probably not. Bathe in the
heat wave that is Fuzz, and regret nothing in the time freeze. Necessity
is the mother of creation; and devolution stakes its claim
in the past as it continues to bind itself to the future.
San Francisco, Los Angeles, heaven, hell, lunar fields, subterranean
hallucinations, traffic jams, sleepless days, hazy nights,
recollection or blind reflection. It is all there and so should be
you. 2015 and 2016 will bring a new surge of slime, fuzz and
otherwise bittersweet concoctions of earthly lettering. It will be
heavy, chaotically controlled, softly serpentine and blindingly
barbaric. To translate the auditory from ethereal to saliva-soaked
semantics is to shatter a promise as it's made. In the
meantime, Ty, Charles and Chad walk on. It is what it is. Just
like everything else. And if you don't know, now you know.
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