Tag: The Harpoonist & The Axe Murderer

I have never been so uncomfortable, thought the hacker as they strained to match the wires in the fusebox, their head inches from one of the combine’s many potentially lethal harvesting blades. The lookout’s shadow was barely visible against the hangar door. Straining to clip the blue wire into the scanner, they heard a soft call and nearly lost an ear before remembering their uncomfortable position.

I really love Khruangbin, despite the pronounciation quandary they plunge me into whenever I play one of their songs.