Give it no more than two weeks
I know there’s nothing underneath
I wait for resignation
This seems like it’s complete
I set fire to dreams
And watch them float
I know that I’m to blame
Piece by piece the past dies
I’m letting go of sense, I need relief
But I can’t stop thinking
About what’s buried underneath
And no resignation sets in
I feel so incomplete
I set fire to dreams
And breathe the smoke
I know that I’m to blame
At least it’s all for you
(You are, you are, you are one of them)
Mostly recorded during late nights, hence the title, this EP is full of whispery synthpop that is both beguiling and mysterious. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 12, 2022
London multi-instrumentalist pairs sturdy drum machine samples with heady shoegaze guitars, resulting in deftly constructed dreamscapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 10, 2022