Gurgalicious goreblurr for the homie Jer-Jer (who was dyyying to experience them). These were the band's debut sounds, showcasing a surprisingly different attack (grind-noisecore) than what they came to be known for (analog as fuck neanderthal death metal). Ridiculous number of tracks per demo, charming homegrown and semi-studio production, barf-blasts of songs in microseconds, why Dopi refuses a diehard reissue is a crime against humanity in my eyes (though one demo got pressed to 10" back then)! Sent to me oldschool in a tape trade, rizipped, and BLAMMO! I have no idea how to end this other than including a shoop I did of Dali. He was Spanish too, that's how I'm connecting it.
