Panic attack in my room
Same shit, still miss you
I just want to be left alone
Or at least I seem to think so
How many times can I get it wrong?
How many times can I call it what it is not?
Back at it again
I could really use a friend
Suddenly cold
Creating more distance
Slipping into an unknowing
Of lost control
It’s only a matter of time and patience
I’m tired
I lay sleepless at night
Perfectly prone
And static
But I’ll make it out alive tonight
I fight with teeth and fists
To make sense of it
Now I can see right through this
I’m alive
I survived
I’ve said this all before
In search of something more
Just wait
I’ve said this a thousand times
And I’ll say it a thousand more
I’ll say it forever
Silent sleeping
Static and freezing
Shallow breathing
supported by 27 fans who also own “Often & Softly”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
Screamo, post-rock, and a little black metal meld together for Virginia quartet Infant Island's signature immersive and melancholy sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2020
supported by 21 fans who also own “Often & Softly”
This one also took me a while to get into. It strikes me as less HC than Untitled and less poppy than Ultrapop (stupid I know). Let's call this the No Wave record. Its musical (and amusical) density is matching the persistent sound in my head right now. barnaby nygren