This Year is the Membrane (K. Mali/aka The Ear is the Brain) of Tallahassee, locked himself in a bathroom for a few hours, perhaps after ingesting certain substances, and forced all of his roommates to take their 'business' outdoors while ghost-sounds farted up the layers from the closed door.
Like the Prodigal sun, with two loaves of hemp bread and some cauliflower, he gave me a copy of what he recorded and then subsequently left for Nepal.
titled, fingers of the full moon inside the vagina howl
http://www.mediafire.com/?ymdmtztfmyr
http://www.mediafire.com/?ymdmtztfmyr
