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\t\t\t\t\t<\/p>\n Every so often a band comes along and shakes off whatever \u201cpunk is surely dead\u201d decay is accumulating in your brain.\u00a0Fuck Money<\/strong> is without question that band in this moment. An alliance of\u00a0BLXPLTN\u2019s\u00a0<\/strong>TasZlin Muerte<\/strong> and\u00a0Future Death\u2019s\u00a0<\/strong>Alton Jenkins<\/strong>, Bill Kenny<\/strong> and Jeremy Humphries,\u00a0<\/strong>Fuck Money frame Muerte\u2019s iconic snarl with Jenkins\u2019s percussive onslaught, full of blitzkrieg fills and off-kilter rhythms, leaving Kenny and Humphries to glue it all together with howling fuzz and rapidly ascending riffs. In Fuck Money\u2019s music emotions run rampant and ricochet off walls of noise, from angry, violent bursts of sonic rage to joyous soaring hooks\u2013 it\u2019s music that exists within the apathy of information overload and revolts against it.<\/p>\n For Fuck Money\u2019s latest, \u201cApollo,\u201d they lean into how delightfully terrifying their sound can be, with a video that \u00a0looks like somebody uploaded their mod of\u00a0Manhunt\u00a0<\/em>onto PornHub. The video is credited to\u00a0@T4MP0NDX\u00a0<\/strong>with the sole performer listed as @_Sex.Boi2.0_,\u00a0<\/strong>further heightening the mystery of this deliciously bizarre monstrosity of a video. \u201cThe band invites you to decide for yourself what it all means,\u201d reads the press release, so without further ado, we\u2019ll let you do just that:<\/p>\n