Tomorrow Does Not Exist
I Broke My Robot is a face-eating, virus-filled computer music explosion. With one foot in punk and one foot in the grave, I Broke My Robot sends flashes of glitch-infested computertrons into the ears of unknowing victims. Residing in Virginia, this electronic musician drops the southern hospitality and advances with a full-frontal atomic breakcore assault on speakers and headphones everywhere. Don't look under your bed, don't tell your little ones, and don't try to hide, the breakcore will find you. Once found, you become contaminated with nose, throat, and eye ingesting bacteria that makes you feel numb and lifeless all over your body.