Imagine 500 Days of Summer if Joseph Gordon-Levitt had homicidal tendencies.
In one world, Mike Fontaine is the frontman for a psychedelic hardcore band, and in another, he is a serial killer. Every time the band releases a record in one world, Mike kills in the other.
This is one of those records.
“A shocking turn of events that was equal parts brutal and strangely beautiful.”
- Camille Danciu, Author of On Behalf of All Women
“Blood Slugs’ [A Night on the Town] is what you'd get if Jim Jarmusch did splatterpunk.”
- Rob Tannahill, Editor of Last Christmas: A Holiday Horror Anthology
“Get ready for a visceral, grotesque experience that will leave you questioning what’s real and what it's like to be truly alive.”
- Tory Favro, Author of Piñata
Liner Notes: News of his wrongdoings in Minnesota never reached home, but Mike would sometimes think about those damned slugs, and his whole body would shiver. Without question, he knew if he struck again, they would show up to feast on the blood. It wasn’t just that they looked like living blobs of snot, or the fact that when they fed, their tails engorged like pregnant bubbles. There was something else. Something that would make his flesh crawl when he conjured their image, an elusive feeling, enough to control his urges for damn near a year and a half. He needed his fix, but he couldn’t face the slugs. That was, until he met her. Late on a Monday night while leaving a concert on the north side of Shikaakwa…
