Dog of man bring the sound of the filth stricken basement, along with all the complaints of the local neighbors together in a glorious cacophony of bitcrushed, ambient and melodic math-punk that will leave you jaw hanging beside your pasty white ankles. In their stylings, they are a squatpunk band, but in their heart they are monsters of art. Besides, who doesn't want to see a guy wearing a voice modulating gasmask play the electric accordion?
Dog of man bring the sound of the filth stricken basement, along with all the complaints of the local neighbors together in a glorious cacophony of bitcrushed, ambient and melodic math-punk that will leave you jaw hanging beside your pasty white ankles. In their stylings, they are a squatpunk band, but in their heart they are monsters of art. Besides, who doesn't want to see a guy wearing a voice modulating gasmask play the electric accordion?