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It's Sinday, the day of restlessness and distress. So, for your sins we've genetically engineered something pretty for the eye, something assuaging for the soul and something malevolent for the future.

Next week, despite continuing with the flikkers that tease and the lights that flash without feeding the gaping, hungry hole, we'll also release two tracks from "the dark age of consent" for your delectation. They'll be available through both Prude's bandcamp and tunecore sites, details to follow in a day or two.
SPREAD THE STAIN.

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Prude is the sound of one hand smashing, the sound of the fragile lunging for the attack when you're not looking. It's the mutated offspring of downed machine god Jared Louche, industrial demon-imp Matt Fanale and snarling 70's rock-noise genius Marc Plastic in head-on collision train-wreck against the sleazewave buzz of The Phil DiSiena Enigma, the whole retro-futurist dark-matter implosion metastasized by shadowy co-producer Howie Beno.

Self-indulgent, damaged, fragile and covered in a film most would have washed off ages ago, Prude is the sound of what happens next.

For now: https://www.facebook.com/prudemusic