I wanna call forth the forces
I wanna make the push to pull you home
I wanna know your name and number
I wanna hear the sounds of you exposed
I see you see me fucking dreaming
Heavy breathing, you’re spinning round your spine
I’ll take you horseless to my fortress
You can’t ignore this sign
Are you starting to feel heartbeats syncing up with mine?
Race me baby cause we’re wasting time
I’ll be keeping my body ready to rise
And you’ll be begging to pull me inside
Let’s go missing in the bliss this skin needs
Our tongues twisting while you whisper with me
Is this a song to turn you on to?
And do you want to know who it's about?
She’s in the future, you maybe knew her
Or, wait, are you her now?
Are you starting to feel heartbeats syncing up with mine?
Chase me baby cause we’re wasting time
You! You!
Envision every single scene where
I’ll always be there loving you alone
And think of every single season
And all the reasons you are my home
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
A concise little EP on a barebones vinyl. This album touched me very differently than their previous works; I was in a different space, but it also doesn't seem to lean so heavily on ideas about relationships, breakups, and loneliness (returning to those notably in a cover of Cher's "Believe" as the closing track). Guest Room, the title track, deals with death, aging, and adult responsibilities, which are ideas much more close to me. jammingdevice
Classic emo sing-a-longs trade blows with tormented post-hardcore passages on the Brooklyn outfit's powerful sophomore LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 3, 2024
More feel-good indie from Brooklyn's A Great Big Pile of Leaves, all bristling guitar tones and expansive choruses. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 18, 2021
Been following Somos for many years, feeling that they had an opus in them...well, here it is. Driving pop-punk sensibilities lend an upbeat tone in contrast to the grim lyrical proceedings, and they absolutely pull it off. Evocative music that's been on repeat for me all month long. RIP, Phil PaintedDogs