Jordan Pedersen is a ball of confusion (oh yeah).
The video adaptation of the feeling when your checking account is single digits, of when you fuck up at your day job and are within spitting distance of the chopping block.
Friends of the site Zilla Rocca and producer Blurry Drones (Martin Douglas) don’t wallow in their anxiety, though. They down a fifth of cheap whiskey and spit invective, calling out, yeah, fake surfers, but also New Tire Mondays and Atlantic City buffets. If it all sounds a bit pathetic, that’s the point. Zilla and Blurry know what it’s like to have so many reasons to be pissed that you get pissed for no reason.
The production, an amalgam of Roc Marci’s church mouse drums and Bay Area garage nightmare, spins you around ten times and tosses you in the steamer trunk blindfolded. Don’t puke.
No Vacation for Murder, the anticipated sophomore album from Zilla Rocca & the Shadowboxers, is out April 1st.
