“You eyes make everything clear,
Juxtaposed against the skyline.
When it rains you pour, and you think I don’t know.
But I know, oh I know, exactly who you are.
Your voice resonates all across the corridors.
Each syllable springs from the walls, and you think I don’t know
But I know, oh I know, exactly how you feel
Broken light is filtered through the leaves
And they pattern themselves on your face
This is the day in which Shadows formed around your shape
My words fall on deaf ears
My memories are partly forged with my own hopes
Though I made up a memory, it still belongs to me
You are sleep spent in my life.”
Grim motor-psycho music that goes from growling Steppenwolf jams to delightfully strange jazz/krautrock diversions. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2020
The six songs on this record combine the brass-heavy sounds of jazz and afrobeat with pulsing dance beats to intoxicating effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2020