There she was, pneumatic as can be
Every stride she took was testament of tragedy
The dying proof of perseverance without gain or consequence
The quilt was sewn together with lame excuses
To hide the lies, the truth that bores your life
A spiral of debris that you so happily devised
For deflection and reverence, but the well is running dry
It pays to be a spectacle in your own eyes
Dying Proof
The burden is light, unimpressive on its own
Layer after layer til the pile overflows
To fill the plot holes in this story and the fiction section is full
There's only space for truth in this crowded room
To feed the need; the attention that you seek
Padding up the tale lie your head and go to sleep
And live the dream that you've been seeing in that old kaleidoscope
Contact with reality dims your severed hope
Pitch-perfect math rock from Kaneohe, Hawaii charges forward on raw, ragged emotion. A treat for fans of Polvo and Pardoner. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2018
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019