Come out, come out from wherever you've been.
Ignite the night for another spin.
Toast to clear coasts and disappear again
Like a phantom, a ghost, an apparition.
Magic is working at all times around us,
And in the mean time the divine mother grounds us.
Nestled in stardust will we combust.
Wake up every morning to a system that failed us,
And quietly gyrate our way through the day
Like cosmic beings barreling head on towards our fate.
Unless we see through the illusion of control,
They'll work us to our bones and then devour our souls.
Periscope, periscope unto me,
What do you spy, what do you see?
Drink from the giant hand descending from sky,
And ask how high but do not ask why.
Crystalline ridges all around the hillside,
And sparkling hues are along for the car ride.
Head tilted pointed upward towards the night,
And a pocket full of utensils to guide.
Torn from the hive straight back to the dive.
Endless spiraling inside.
If we're all just cogs that keep the wheel turning,
Throw me in the tar pit or the sun will stop burning.
Darkwave synth that directly addresses our modern dystopian political environment, with proceeds going to the Voting Rights Project. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2018
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Dark post-punk with irresistible melodies, big synth washes, and punchy rhythms, designed for the modern goth club dancefloor. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 17, 2018
David Castillo (of Primitive Weapons and White Widows Pact fame) pays crushing homage to old-school power-electronics on his latest project. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 10, 2019