there was October in our young blood then
a sky of idiot grey turning to night
in the frame of imagined branches
songs echoing from graveyard footpaths
and distant orange house-lights dressed
in a corduroy of fine rain
the smoky evening murals of youth
are impossible to see from so close
the moments get dropped in the wet grass
where they fade and wait for years
turning strange and outdated
I hardly recognised you
I always wanted to say but never got the chance;
you were the one who
A stately old place, once distinguished and palatial, now falling into disrepair; rooms littered with crumbled plaster and ghosts, shapeless things moving behind the grime that coats the mirrors. Stolen Flowers Of The Dead
Tape and guitar loops combine to create mesmerizing atmospherics, like watching the Northern Lights ripple in the sky. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 16, 2022
aswekeepsearching, who featured in our story on post-rock in India, shift gears to offer an album of rich, swirling ambient music. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2020
Side A of a new split with Wayne Robert Thomas is a beautiful drone piece that feels like a time-lapse video of a foggy day. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 14, 2018