The summer kept your neck arched, your eyes up in the sky. Directions were all just currents that you'd effortlessly ride. The winter comes and your thoughts explode. It's dark when you leave and when you come home. So give me a happy ending, keep me from pulling back. You lose me and then you find me, just to nurse me back to health. Don't kid us- you don't get us. Don't kid us- it's not right.
Cacophonous mash of noise, electronic sounds and vocals powered by energetic walls of drums. Listen loud, jump often. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 28, 2014