at the edge of the dark
where the numbers arrive
to collide
crunching steps on the cold gravel drive
gavels for eyes
they fell on our door
the things that we thought
put us up in some fine hotels
and down in some hells
we called to the help
but the line to outside
could not be untied
so we held
until the numbers arrived
count on the truth to add up to a point
factors ignored
multiply in the dark
sharpen your knife,
say goodbye to your wife..
it's time to collide.
An introspective record that fuses post-rock, shoegaze and ambient synth patches into a seamless array of shimmering soundscapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2023
Portland shoegaze that plays, as the best representatives of the genre do, with huge, hollow atmosphere against intimate observations. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2016