Draw back my hook sox.
Find nice things to say about your
kind of thoughtful
things I’ve bought you.
Don’t count for anything.
Quit staring at me.
Stare at the clock.
Count in my head.
Throats feeling blocked.
Drowning in my bed.
Set all my sails.
Point myself to home.
And you hear me wail
from over phone
This ocean breeze is not soothing I’m rotting.
Your head’s nodding.
Hands on the clock
pointing fingers at me.
What do you know about friends?
Could you know what they’re for?
I’m the tall glass.
You’re the spoon in the drawer.
I’ll drink you in
through thick and thin.
My dear, do I bore your eyes?
This album fucks as hard as dripping and magic but imo feels the most personal and emotional release of the three. It’s weird and frantic but hits
this really interesting balance.
jude
This band is incredible, I try to make it to every show they play and couldn't possibly recommend them any more, and picking one song is equally impossible, but definitely check these guys out! Zach Bernier
A churning indie-rock meditation on relationships and personal struggle from the New Jersey band, propelled by powerhouse vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 8, 2020