The Fuzzpacker EP is the second installment in the band's collection exploring the interplay of Desert, Rock and Metal; all supplemented with glimpses into the life of the band’s namesake, the protagonist of our story – BLEAC(H)EAD

The question that forever taunts us, and certainly what kept us up at night during the conception of these 4 songs was simple... "How can we pack more Fuzz into this mother******?"
And somehow we did. Hope you have as much fun unpacking it.


SEDATIVE
To each their own. Everyone has an addiction. Something that lulls them into oblivion as life persists around and without them. Remember to remember. Wake up soon.


FUZZPACKER
Following the events of the first album 'Z' (hint: world go KABLOOEY) we see the titular hero BLEACHEAD come-to in a different, more... ratchet world.
A third of the planet is a scorched, arid wasteland. Home to a smorgasbord of surviving 'love mistakes', unnecessarily modified off-road vehicles and some rather inspired hairstyles.
BLEACHEAD, the architect of this Mad-Maxian nightmare finds himself the object of worship as the God who greatly simplified the lives of those 'wronged' by pesky things like laws and civil society. They worship an 'old world', free of butthurt teenagers and penicillin, free of music that doesn't invoke imagery of an eagle atop a tiger riding an ATV into an exploding sunset. Yea, they're morons, but they know what they like.
Fuzzpacker is a call to arms for the delinquent disciples of this 'old world' order, brutal and yet kinda beautiful. 'Out with the new. In with the old.'
'For now, it's good to have friends' BH murmurs to himself as he plots his next steps to find any remaining link to his life before he went nuclear...
and the life before that.


RETROGRADE
Huh... Who knew the most effective way to free your world from the clutches of a power hungry root vegetable was to nearly destroy it in a crazy rage explosion? Anyhoo... Pieces need to be picked up, civilisations to be rebuilt and who better to do it than the former God of Destruction turned Messiah of the 'Reborning'... BLEAC(H)EAD.


STOCKER
Plagued by visions of an angry god, he hunts. A cocktail of terror and awe gives rise to murderous intent. Take stock of your place in the universe. Everyone is cattle, here comes the wolf.