Maybe later we can run fast down a hill and jump over the big tin fence and catch our feet on the red bricks surrounded by puddles gathering rain headed towards the dark lookout where all our friends wait for the next big trip away from the cops who monitor abandoned bank buildings. Right now we walk into candle lit faces sitting laughing in a circle bleeding oil but we should leave tomorrow morning before the big hungry Sun comes to eat our shoes, making us fly through a pink cloud into red sky. The blue below now turning into a grain of sand wrapped in the night’s pajamas.
Modular synths sparkle amidst piano, vibes, and other organic instruments stringing together constellations of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2023