i throw my hands in the air triumphantly every time i get a new follower . ill follow back
"We all gotta die sometime and we might as well go out exploring and enjoying our lifes"
Deep in the woods of western Pennsylvania vocoders hum amongst the flowers and synths bubble under the leaf-strewn ground while flutes whistle in the wind and beats bounce to the soft drizzle of a warm acid rain. As the sun peeks out from between the clouds, the organic aural concoction of Black Moth Super Rainbow starts to glisten above the trees.