We have no need for brand loyalty
We have no want for ledes
And if the center can resent us
Can we let them be
Set off the fuse below this coiled seam
Set up the fire on top this city scene
Set up the fire, we cannot fire fear
Set up the fire, we got another year
We got, we got, we got another year
Dismiss the distance
Go weld your arms on tight
We missed the distance and we missed the fight
Let’s burn our spines down just to hold the night
They’d burn their spines down just to tow the line
Erudite chamber pop that hearkens back to the elegant and experimental production of the 1960s, swinging from melancholia to playfulness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 13, 2016