NYC songstress Gnesa is using the Internet to make us sick. Sick of extremely talentless bimbos shaking their floppy boobs, stopping short of revealing a nasty gunt while screeching and squawking over revolting techno background music.
Gnesa (really?…Gnesa?!?) has pushed the limits of human endurance with the horrifying pieces of aural excrement she calls music. Click the play button if you dare and prepare to shit out your own internal organs as your body does everything it can to stop the noise.
Gnesa provides us with a logical reason for suicide. And murder.