Imagine being a willing passenger in a decrepit, overburdened salt-truck, meandering through isolated, swampy, black spruce stands between a ceaseless cycle of knife-edged rock-cuts carved in the dark, bitter hinterland on the fringe, nether regions of Kapuskasing and you just may find a likely similarity to the unkempt, unencumbered and thoroughly overcharged, sonic thrust generated in the wood-stove studio of Nimble Lorry!
Imagine being a willing passenger in a decrepit, overburdened salt-truck, meandering through isolated, swampy, black spruce stands between a ceaseless cycle of knife-edged rock-cuts carved in the dark, bitter hinterland on the fringe, nether regio...