No matter what I may say about any form of music, distorted guitar and loud, heavy drums is what I like most. For the most part, it’s pure and primal and chaos. I’ve had a riff sitting in my head for eight years that never made its way into a song. It’s a solid enough riff that it can be the song. Anyhow, I wish I had a drummer handy for this sort of thing so I wouldn’t have to resort to drum programming, but voila. Here it is, the debut sludge song, the straits, from my one man band, Woolly.