he walked out the door with a sad plan
to erase the one's he loved in a fell swoop
when he looked up to the sky it was so bright
make it up again, make your self up and
find another past, find another present
take it off again, take off your clothes and
wallow in your filth, wallow in your pitty
the crashing waves of the sea
and mounds of trash piled to our feet
it's all we've got
the sludge and guts of our own
it's such a waste, we must atone
it's all we've got
don't look back now
nostalgia is a really odd thing
when you've got no good memories
in that thick skull
and he still laughed too himself
it was alright
everything is fine, everything's alright
when he walked inside
his blood ran cold
at the sight of those
who had become ghosts
when it's all been said
and it's all been done
what the fuck are we gonna do?
supported by 5 fans who also own “Shit Outta' Luck”
This album fucks as hard as dripping and magic but imo feels the most personal and emotional release of the three. It’s weird and frantic but hits
this really interesting balance.
jude
Hopscotching from jangle pop and post-hardcore to math rock and shoegaze, these Minnesota rockers have a gift for musical multitasking. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 29, 2024