Slur

Slur are what you get if you throw one vocalist with unresolved trauma and an obnoxious amount of effects pedals, a classically trained bass player who got tired of playing all them fancy notes, a drummer who wanted to be in Mastodon but found himself in Mogwai and a guitarist who wants to crush riffs like he crushes Personal Bests at the gym all together in an angsty, opinionated blender and then left the messy slop for several days on the kitchen counter, forgotten and unventilated. Unpleasant to deal with as human beings, confronting to listen to as musicians.