Take what you want from me, my pockets are empty.
I've become a ghost with stretchmarks and shaky hand writing.
I've drawn a bath of hazel, got in and fell asleep,
slipped far beneath the surface in hopes you'd visit me.
Reminisce our bodies, and how they used to fit.
Your hair wound tightly in my fist before turning into serpents.
An introspective record that fuses post-rock, shoegaze and ambient synth patches into a seamless array of shimmering soundscapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2023
Portland shoegaze that plays, as the best representatives of the genre do, with huge, hollow atmosphere against intimate observations. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2016