The Immigrant Breast Nest massive strikes again!
This time, David B. Applegate is the culprit and the crime is beautifully heinous.
In prime “I’m just gonna leave this right herrre” fashion, I’ll quote what he has to say about this session and let you try to figure it.
All the sounds on this thirteen minute intense mega-mix were sourced from obscure tracks Kevin H. ripped from his Dad’s 45s (circa 1952-1963) using a USB turntable. I mutilated all of this happy, soulful music into chopped / screwed / bL00R. This mix runs the gamut from sock hop party beat downs to terrifying bad trip juju wastelands. Enjoy!