Becoming friends, means to an end. Don't care for each other. How soon can we begin? I'm dying to see if you're just like me. We don't need space. I don't want to breath. We love the same things, our taste is flawless. So much in common we agree on two topics. Truth found diffused won’t land blame on you. Our parasitic bind makes me feel less blue. Unpossesed, by the need to fit in. I feel nothing inside when I see you for you. No need for your wings to be draped around me. Run away, you're just fanning the feud. If you get to close again I'm sure I'll catch you.
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024