smoked out in the basement. what I would give to know that you’d make it home safely. shook up and i’m wasted. and I can see your tongue poking through your teeth when you laugh about it. i am burning up fields to block you out. holding my breath until you tell me, “baby boy, you’re nothing but that’s something I like. I watch you writhe for a while before I toss you aside.” I wish that I could relate or seek out something stronger than a quiet escape. I tried. but the trees are on fire and i’m not going back. I’ll be fine.
Leaning into the sparse, impressionistic sound of 2023's albu "Nature Morte," the Montreal metallurgists sound as heavy and radiant as ever. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024