running in place
anti-gravity drawing up high
floating feet down
no gained ground
head in the clouds
can't get around
but even if i could
where would these worn out soles take me?
disdain turns to jealousy
wish i could tell myself which way to go
an apple just fell on my head
and i don't know what to make of it
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024