Standard issue mutilated severed operatic multi-voiced twisted emo-goth punk rock with a gluttonous side serving of Spanish classical swipe and thrust that in t
Totally original, challenging and impossible to pigeonhole and like nothing you hard before, Spacejunk sound like the bastardised mutant disowned offspring of Rush or Black Sabbath chasing Lostprophers with the devil’s very own three prong shit stick. Preposterously huge slabs of raw operatic theatrical rock with the potential of a million dancing squonks (and they have no horns and they have no tails and they don’t even know of our existence). Are they wrong to believe in the city of gold that lies in the distance...?
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