"You're hangin' in front of your local pizza spot and a sketchy white van pulls up blasting loud music. There's smoke trailing out of the rear window and you think you see your little sister in the back. A disheveled gang of longhairs piles out, consumes an unimaginably large quantity of pizza and as soon as they arrived they are gone.
The Shrine's Primitive Blast takes you inside that van. It's a van full of smoke, sweat, Marshall amps, skateboards, and all things heavy. Sonically speaking, Primitive Blast fuses the wilder riffs of your...
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