Centre Negative

***"What form can you touch but the tangible? What can you phlex but the physical? What do you need but the needlable? Yes, I'm talking about my body! The same body that is routinely mowed down by an anxiety NOT UNLIKE that of our current capitalist moment. The same body host to petulant self-hatred of the most middle-class order (I'm looking at you, punk music!). And the same body that got a fucking cancerous, aka malignant, aka this-will-kill-you, tumour ripped out of its elbow this February, Right outta the bone. Yes, the body that made Emotion Is Cringey by CENTRE NEGATIVE. I'm still alive, god dammit, and I'm scared as ever. so HERE I AM, ON THE RECORD, TO PROVE IT. You can thank New Zealand for suffocating all but what made it onto this album! You can thank a childhood of evangelical Christianity for poisoning what would otherwise be an ordinary record! You can thank a cancer for destroying the god-anointed elbow that strummed all these songs all by itself! (and keep an eye out for the prosthesis-induced next album!). This is for the suburbanites on shitty isles, this is for trans pals, and this is definitely for the amputees. Oh, it's dinky alright."—MIKEY X. NEGATIVE