Razor clear vocals from Becca, sludge/hardcore riffs and fuzzed
out guitars that sound like they are on verge of constant
feedback is the touchstone from which Cerce inflict on
you. Think Jesus Lizard jamming with the Melvins
and you will begin to see the warped path
which you are required to walk through when
the music starts.
This is noise-rock distilled through a vortex of insanity
and chaos that only the strong will emerge from.
Quicksilver guitar solos and riffs are sprayed over
the tracks with reckless abandon but always with a
thrilling payoff - to misquote - " It's rock Jim but
not as we know it"!
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