Apart. A part.
The further, the closer
The tighter the grip at our start.
Walking in bl(in)dness from our hearts, still burn(in)g from your pres(in)ce: what it is to abide…
To submit our sight to what breathes inside,
Until our eyes slowly crack open and our fingers start to slide
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024