The Fulmars
Autumn Glory
*2024 stock. 200 copies limited edition* “Is anybody really free, prisoners of the strange society, why is it we're forced to be products of the new reality? Drifting through time and space and all the while feeling out of place”, a late DIY spirit once asked into the blue. Years later, a soulmate uncalled answered, “Let the shadow rise high and turn me to stone, because I hold true to a god of my own. Don't need a rainbow to show me the way, I got my own religion, I'm a child of clay”.
Now, al…