Are you bogged down in the malaise of “Human Music”?
Do you feel like you are living inside of a sadistic, poorly programmed, simulation?
Well look no further than “Cromulon” a virile amalgamation of retro soul and robot sex noises, known to tickle even the most fickle of genitals.
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What is cromulon you ask?
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Ever wondered what it would sound like if Herbie Hancock fucked a bionic dinosaur?
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What if Chick Corea and Miles Davis had a love child, and driven by paternal angst, synthesizers became his only coping mechanism?
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Maybe the entire mothership was sucked into a quasar, and spaghettification reduced George Clinton into his fundament quarks and gluons?
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However the fuck it got here, Cromulon has arrived; And will proceed to fuck your ear holes, or maybe, even collapse the wave function of your soul.
dance, drool, or generally feel bamboozled… pick one, or all…