* Scroll downwards to descend into the ocean depths. Prepare your pressure suits, space-mariners. *
The claw arms rotate relative to the remaining time counting down toward the early September release window.
Secure your vessel to the ring dock. Access coordinates to other digital harbors.
| ⚓ BANDCAMP PORTAL | 📺 DEEP BROADCAST | 📖 THE RIFF LEGEND |
| 🚀 ESCAPE TO ORBIT | 📝 SUBMIT TRANSMISSION | 🚧 WORKER GANTRY |
Telemetry feed from the deck of the trawler. Watch the storm rage above the sludge pool.
In the damp, salt-corroded hulls of a 1963 wooden shrimp trawler, Patrick and Jack locked themselves away with ancient guitar amps, rusty tape reels, and a diet consisting entirely of canned herring and questionable deep-water stimulants.
It was there, amidst the sloshing toxic bilge and the low, rattling groan of the diesel engines, that they channeled the legend of the Mutated Bilge Crab. The riffs they spawned are slow, crushing, and dripping with brine—sonic sediment dragged from the deepest trenches of the nautical abyss.
Each sludge-soaked track tells a chapter of the crab’s drug-fueled vengeance against the space-mariners who sought to harvest its glowing, radio-active shell. Keep your eyes on the radar... the transmission is getting louder.
You have reached absolute dark. The pressure is crushing. Rusted trawler skeletons rest in the silt. Broadcast your transmission to the deep-water mariner logging pool.