We awoke from our dream
Hauled ourselves out of the ocean
A rolling thunder of ancient machines
Volcanic granite, buzzing with motion
We crawled up through the fields
We carried you low in our bellies
Sometimes a day seems to tick on for years
Somehow the sun still sets a little bit early
Letting you go
We are letting you go
We stood upright on our haunches
We gathered around and we danced in the mud
Crowing, cackling nightmarish beasts
Baked in heat, thirsty for blood
And the people of this world, they have no words to describe us
And we present you to the infinite sky
And we carry you high on our shoulders
supported by 14 fans who also own “Receiver Of Wreck (FINAL_ACTUAL)”
like many others this was the album that introduced me to bug way back when, felt blesses to finally hear some of the songs in person recently
an incredible talent, your work means the world to me BallPointButch
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024