Swingers by Slug

Stopping me. What’s myself ask yourself. ask jealousy and greed? With fire that feed humanity of our parody. Paper an effigy, a burn to learn, we will shut up and down. Sit to saviour a behaviour-cut up and revised, refused, rinsed; realize to order in ourselves! Criticize and metamorphosize again. Think well, plan this part of: “Weren’t you thought you and apply restrictions? Believe you’d better…” Why figuring for longing the gone? Is collage seductive, selfish? Depends on that barrage. Hear to a line-in standing and happy and stupid, dined and wined and thugged (and drugged.) We’ve been stopping me! “What’s yourself?” ask myself, ask jealousy and greed with fire. Feed that humanity of our parody paper. An effigy: a burn to learn. We will shut. Up and down you’re sit to slave. A behaviour cut up and confined—confused, convinced… Victimize to order in ourselves, compromise and rationalize as we again think we’ll plan this part of not, you think. If you enter cannot she, but admission paid her lent, and has due respect. Is tools primitive machine modern rules ancient structure pyramid credit much to race the human? Don’t give but I read it, and “down it wrote it,” said they.

Active from 1988 to 1996, Los Angeles based experimental noise-rock sextet Slug recorded three albums, a half-dozen singles, and tracks on several compilations, and played hundreds of shows in Los Angeles, the northwest and throughout the US.

Their entire discography has been digitally remastered and is now available here on Bandcamp.

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