Always on idle, staring it down:
the endlessness that is
present tense / revamped paralysis
If we’re driving towards something,
why should we have to wait?
why should we have to put it off?
Arriving at the same point with completely different conclusions.
You sit idly by as I take flight,
You are motionless,
Idle, undaunted, calm, and statuesque.
And in the end,
You will mean
Nothing to me.
If you like your post-punk pissed off, wound up, and kind of weird, this Cleveland group's glitchy anti-work opus might just be for you. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 20, 2024