So keeping up appearances and clinging to belief
The margins grow so tall between you cannot see
Why would we see
The origin or the element of what can just break free
The piece of mind will wash away
But will we sleep
We might not sleep
Yes Maybe No
The clock is there
The noise it makes
The more it clatters on
To whom we talk
The place we live it all goes on
It must go on
It sometimes makes me smile inside and sometimes gets erased
There is no word
Don't wonder why
We all make haste
We can't be late
New on Grimalkin, this EP from Phantómódel is an irresistible batch of gothy post-punk that is delightfully harrowing. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 16, 2019
This compilation catalogues the weekly performances aired on Triple R, an independent community radio station in Melbourne, Australia. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 14, 2020