rock, Soviet-style post-punk with wheezing lead accordion and male vocals half-spoken, half-sung. Dry, rigid drum pulse, sullen boxy bass, and thin scratchy guitar in the verses. Choruses erupt into raw shouted gang vocals over harsh bellowed chords, tape grit riding the transients. Cold, sparse room reverb on the voice; final word melts into a long, detuned accordion drone that hangs in the air., drone, harsh, accordion, post-punk, raw, male vocals