Black Tongue - Red Vinyl

Black Tongue is Those Poor Bastards at their most scorched-earth, mud-caked, and downright broken. Lonesome Wyatt and The Minister peel back every last layer of Polish until only the rust and rot remain. The instrumentation is sparse and uneasy. It crackles with warped tape hiss, creaking boards, and the ghost-hum of bad wiring. The songs feel unearthed rather than written, like cursed field recordings found in a burned-out shack at the edge of nowhere. Things haven't sounded this bad in years.