we're the product of fallen idealism. wasn't a concious decision. is that the way that you would pave your foundation? over every imperfect person? every thought and place? that bile taste in your mouth now has been building for ages. there's a death in the air. a rank-and-defile, an empty altar. a volatile lesson we learned: those suicide kings and queens couldn't reign past their own views (and they won't leave it up to you.) when the dams are torn, the damned are born again.
Lo-fi indie that recalls the glory days of Shrimper and Shimmy Disc, where rock-solid melodies sit inside rickety instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2022