First song of the night
Posthumous and frantic
I’ve got a theory
She’s a ghost
He made it all up
It’s one of those night terrors
To the hospital with him
I’ll drive him
Since You have decided
He’s not worth your energy
Grooved little tadpole
Just doesn’t need
A fleet of bloated VWs and your humvees
He made it all up
It’s one of those night terrors
To the hospital with him
I’ll drive him
Since You have decided
He’s not worth your energy
He’s been waking up
Salt on every slug
He’s been making it all up
He’s been making it
Sparkling synthpop with an emphasis on high-wattage chords and the kind of melodies that burrow themselves deep in the brain. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2023