Through the view of my helmet
It's fleeting, the oxygen
The Sun so unworn
Me so unnoticed
To burn at anytime
And for it to even matter
It's hard to hear how hard it felt
to watch it all go
Fleeting
Whisked away
What's happening
Someone is here
The static
This blanket of snow
Provides no comfort at all
You came to me
With stories so real
Shifting
My eyes are still
It speaks to me
With words that I can feel
Mounting
My hips and chest can hardly deal
supported by 7 fans who also own “When The Dark Presses”
Shoegaze ist die Kunst des Dröhnens, doch „Everything Is Alive“ setzt diese Elemente nur sparsam ein. Statt Hall- und Zerr-Sounds aufzutürmen, schäumt die Musik in feinen Bläschen über.
https://tortue.substack.com/i/140348114/slowdive-everything-is-alive-dead-oceans Daniel Welsch
The new LP from Chicago's Cafe Racer expands their swirling psychedelic indie rock sound with its undercurrent of grit. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2020