The trio plays an annoying stresscore that leads you into a dark place, with no hope for a happy ending. The singular punk and HC sound is experimental and sounds like the frustrated outcry that awakens and at the same time enhances the destructive character. BUNGLERS have an unorthodox songwriting and a painful-hoarse song, which is furious and cheerless. The constantly changing basic rhythm has in the core sufficient strength and power, groove and coarse mesh skills, with a massive intervention to redesign nature. In this case, the trio does not come into the mind of throttling the tidy up, but summoning the eclat. Spontaneous habitats arise, resulting in an outburst of proper structures, or in other words: GG Allin meets Everytime I Die. A frenetic, passionate act of self-destruction, scary burp-sacks from the closed compartment, and brute, heavily digestive colossal rhythms.
