No rebirths, just next steps
Rupture, repair
Tissue built on the fly by the cavalry
Shaped how it's shaped
Such strange loops
Idees fixes
Those first notes
fed back and amplified
So the ladder turns over and over
and the turning gets older and older
Fingers crushed, sins of the heart and feet,
scores are mounting
to each our own row
Safety cones like fucking shrapnel
Directions losing their sway
Momentum urges, momentum carries us away
and toward and around and again
Inertia, speed, linearity
Away, toward, around, again
Inertia, speed, linearity
One more time
One last turn
Tattooed Love Boys gets all the attention on this record, but for me the real highlights are the two instrumental studies in the middle. Lydia & Crushow with its scratchy bass arpeggio intro and the soft acoustic gentleness of Not For Me, For Them. Beautiful stuff as always. Keep raising the bar y'all. endofanera
Play this album in the loudest system you can find, set to 11 and blow you and your neighbours minds. I find interchanging this with Carcass and early Killing Joke a great antidote for any niceness that creeps into my soul. pablo6580