Prude's lyrics & chords

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 metastasized by shadowy co-producer Howie Beno. Self-indulgent, damaged, and covered in a film most would have washed off ages ago, Prude is what happens next, or when you're not looking. The mutation is transient. The transition is mutating. Jared Louche of Chemlab. Read more on ...read more