We line up with our hands out
No windows, just projections
The drugs will take you under
I shield my skin from the injections
And all the faces are reflections
And we all are dressed the same
You’re stifled when you wonder
Why so many answer to one name
Humble and Good
I’ll trade this void for anguish
In this peace I yearn for violence
If it means there’s something out there
beyond this endless smiling silence
Wesley Eisold returns with his first Cold Cave effort in over a decade, filled to the brim with darkwave-y, club-ready murk. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2021
Perfectly gloomy Norwegian goth/post-punk, anchored by a punchy rhythm section and driven by chiming guitar lines and morose vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 16, 2021