I'm drifting from view; batten down the hatch and hide. Is this a wayward tide or another long goodbye? What does it matter? What does it matter when you can't see sense? These rivers are winding, the light's ever fading but you can't see signs of life.
I'm clinging to boards and oars, battered by the salt and spray. Is this a sudden end or another long goodbye? What does it matter? What does it matter when you can't see sense? These rivers are winding, the light's ever fading but you can't see signs of life. What does it matter when the line's too far to grasp? The light's ever fading, grip's almost failing but you must hold on.
L.A.’s Giant Waste of Man turn out hammering, hooky rock songs with a vaguely psychedelic edge, anthemic and expansive. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 27, 2022
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022
You can almost taste the blood, sweat and tears that went into making this. This is one of those records that you need to listen to from start to finish each time you put it on. James Hussey