Microplastics

Born of Sunday afternoon Bangface chalet shitchat, Microplastics started with a name and worked backwards. It has already seen a handful of mutations of form and function. Moving from Raucous DJ Troupe through Clandestine Production Powerhouse, it now resides firmly in the territory of Rock Band. This music rings out as the sky rifts in coarsebeam and the endocrine halos. Blithe gestures in the direction of song splinter from the Infrapressure. We also do covers.