Emil M. Antonowsky When this album came out I was living in Melbourne and one of my roommates was this big quiet guy with a beard who reminded me of a lumberjack. He was a grindcore fan and that's all I knew – nice enough bloke, but didn't talk much, at least not with me. One night, I came home after seeing Circle Pit play a great show, so I was all excited (and most likely drunk), and he asked me where I was, so I told him. "Do you know this band Circle Pit ?", I said. "They were fucking amazing tonight". Somehow I think I'll never forget his reply : he stared at me like I had lost my mind and, with this really flat/ cold/ psychopathic voice, he looked me in the eyes and said, "Man, this band embodies everything I hate the most in music, and about the world in general." Ok bro, good night!