she danced, turned, smiled the whole night, walking on air,
tried everything she could
to hide the fact that herself wasn’t really there.
full on suicidal mood.
in her drink her reflection caught her off guard.
the music’s clicking sound.
expensive shining bottles lined on the bar.
she grabs one and gets the hell out.
ref.:
she runs, she stumbles, she falls down.
lying on the concrete she’s got blood in her mouth.
the city is quiet, her mind cries out
you almost lost yourself for a spot in the crowd!
supported by 8 fans who also own “spot in the crowd”
I passed this up awhile back, I guess I was just looking for something else at the time. Having circled back into my wish list I gave it a third and final free spin, and lo and behold it fit the mood perfectly.
Kraut-flavored frenetic goth punk is what this is. Kinda like a dirty Blondie, if you will. Good stuff. Lute FP
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024