out here in the ocean of verst, it’s not always a constant tsunami of sound. sometimes the better angels of our nature—as lincoln called them—rise up from the murky distorted depths with a quieter offering. loaves and fishes, if you will. picture a shimmering school of beached mackerel, gasping for air in the gentle moonlit surf. nearby a loaf of david gates’ bread, fresh off the continental shelf, slowly dissolves in the salinity of divinity.
a new track, then, yes?
viddy this my droogs.
you can download “the end of romance” right here, too:
another track from the first verst forthcoming something or other. this one’s called ‘your kindness‘. mix equal parts cross-eyed catchiness and snappy jaggedness with a double portion of negative positivity. bake at 420° for 4:02.
today’s morsel of aural candy is called “seven halos/hovering is for pussies.” dig it.
Some of you might have caught these from the old bandcamp page. Well, these are updated versions, so listen and grab em now…