
Ready for a secret from the RMR office? Choices of what or what not to review are sometimes driven by mood. Specifically, by bad mood. And this time, the RMR crew still finds itself on a never-ending cold turkey trip. Abrupt removal from the beach and its delights does that to us, and it turns us into grumpy and cantankerous bitches.
So, what better idea than to waltz down some psycho-punk horror lane straight into the smelly puddles lining the metal underground? ‘Xactly, none whatsoever. A place where sanity flies out the door and is replaced by the dredges of … [...] Click to raid more!



