Kid, Feral recorded the drums for their second album in October 2019. They finished the rest of it almost seven years later. “2019,” the Skövde quartet‘s sophomore LP, came out May 29
Kid, Feral recorded the drums for their second album in October 2019. They finished the rest of it almost seven years later. “2019,” the Skövde quartet‘s sophomore LP, came out May 29
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Manfred Engelmayr was in Berlin in the early 2000s with no fixed