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140 bpm raw Nirvana-style grunge rock, Heavy fuzz guitars, pounding drums, thick bass, Raspy, shouting male vocal alternates soft mumble verses with explosive choruses, Feedback noise, lo-fi garage feel, Lyrics about a 90s-born flannel-wearing guy with curls, loved by women, running a transport company he's quitting for music, obsessed with DayZ, daily failed attempts to quit drinking/smoking, constant pneumonia, friends carrying him home after puking in the truck, Self-aware, ironic, nostalgic chaos – no self-pity, just honest mess