"You feel like cherry syrup / I feel like death warmed up"
Of the EP record:
"Romance" is Neurotic Fiction's final exhalation. Dragged around the block, dishonoured at the dinner party, pining over its own reflection, it crawls back into bed with its tail in its mouth, surrendering four agonising spasms of neurotic obsession before it expires, liberated at last from its waking thought - "oh no, not again".
-Robb Donker Curtius
THE FACTS AS WE KNOW THEM - PRESS NOTES:
NEUROTIC FICTION
Bristol, UK
Post punk group spread thin across the wild westcountry.
Cowboy coffee. Graveyard surfari. PULP MUSIC.
Cowboy coffee. Graveyard surfari. PULP MUSIC.
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