Old people in a cemetery, the lonely wail of an ambulance
in the night going to pick up the shattered remains of someone’s
broken life, the empty feeling in your gut the morning your goldfish
Stewie died…Blood Puppy capture all of the world’s mourn, despair,
and general unpleasantness and condense them into concentrated pain.
Evoking the best of Joy
Division and combining it with the industrial white noise of
Einstürzende
Neubauten, Blood Puppy has taken Goth music to a previously
unimaginably nihilistic and self indulgent high…anti-Goth.
So, whether you’re looking for something to be sad about in your
otherwise happy go lucky life or you’re trying to pick up that cutie
at the coffee shop who’s always reading Camus,
then Blood Puppy’s dystopian magnum opus Crumbling Beauty is essential
listening.
|


- Bleeding
when no one hurt you
- Kitten hand grenade
- L'abattage de notre pureté
|