I just listened the new Propagandhi album over the millionth time. I just love poetry. After the album you feel very empty, stunned even, but in the same time you are exuberant with myriad brilliant ideas, visions and feelings that just bursted out from that bands collective existence, to your own little universum. One of the best 37 minutes of collective chaos I've seen with my ears.
And á propos we are going to the small box to bit our new, still, metaphysical album.