i can tell lies if you throw me in the middle of a peace/war match between the pillars of an endless row. release from the trap of the big in every little, pull a creek from a bath, ride the bends that never let you go. free-born track around the merry in the middle, swing the beast in the back who throws its head up out the window
when my dreams come back i can tell you every riddle about the pre-strung hats upon the mantle and the sofa. i can be both now if there's only but a little sweat beneath my brow from the torrent of the current
tear it up, collapse the den, to a stereo of crashes. and pull me up between the ends of staring off into the masses
Disappear into the shadowy dark ambient on the latest from Carlos Ferreira, each track texturally rich & absorbing. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 11, 2023