HAWD THAT by SOAPBOX

SOAPBOX's HAWD THAT rips through the eardrums like sandpaper on silk, a frenetic collision of raw energy and spit-shined punk ethos. It's as if they bottled the spirit of '77, shook it viciously, and sprayed the contents across a canvas of modern disillusionment. This is more than music; it's a wake-up slap across the face of complacency, a reminder that rock 'n' roll isn't just alive—it's kicking and screaming.

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