Dadaist Punk in automaton execution. Complex and smart music but unintellectua. The beats lead to epyleptic dance and to muscular contraction.

Guitars walk between dissonance and rythm. The vocals, almost onomatopeyical, give a blow of life and colour to the whole.

Rhythm infections and misfunctional melody played in a convulse way; noise flips and red throats, steel nerves, edges and rust, pinches and spasms