Do-rag. Near the.
Stars, out.
In a, right about there.
So I’m, I’m
Under the tropical sun in a swimming pool of a luxury hotel on the outskirts of a city.
Transitions from enchantment to disenchantment & back again like cloud-banks.
Beamy, sinuous.
Suggestive detours, false doors, exposed framework.
Hey, girl.
Enter this spacious eternity:

Chocolate Grinder

CHOCOLATE GRINDER is our audio/visual section, with an emphasis on the lesser heard and lesser known. We aim to dig deep, but we’ll post any song or video we find interesting, big or small.