Scorch Track

[color=#292a2e;]“What we have here is a scorched earth.” Just in time for the Christmas season, Manson & Madri bring us a delightful little melody about houses and toast, and how toasty it’ll be when our houses go flapping with flames. Minimal vocals on this one, again spoken and not sung, like a haiku that forgot to count its syllables. You fill in the blanks. It’s all there if you’re looking, in among the flames. “We can’t all be chickens.” - Gabe Boyer/mutable[/color]