IT’S THE CELESTIAL SPHERES IN RHYTHM WITH ANCIENT FEARS. FROM THE STARS TO THE LAKE COMES THE QUAKE, HEART ACHE. SEASONS DANCE ENCHANTED ACROSS MY WAKE. REACHING OUT MAKING WAY WITH A HANDFUL OF AIR. DON’T FORGET THE PRESSURE BETWEEN YOUR EYES. MY EYES WERE EMPTY. MY EYES WERE EMPTIED. THERE WAS NO NOISE. THE CELESTIAL SPHERES IN RHYTHM WITH ANCIENT FEARS. FROM THE STARS TO THE LAKE COMES THE QUAKE, HEART ACHE. SEASONS DANCE ENCHANTED ACROSS THE SKY. MY EYES. THE ARCHAIC ONE. THE ARCHAIC ONE PRESSES DOWN SYMPATHY CALCULATED IN ECSTASY. REMEMBER, THERE WAS NO NOISE.
Across their second full-length, the London post-punks offer up thrumming motoriks, industrial tones, and sullen sing-a-longs in abundance. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024