Turn up the music
I still can hear you
I hear your soul, It’s out of step
Keep the rhythm,
keep the time
On this dancefloor we’re synchronised
I’m gonna fuck up your mind
I’m gonna eat you alive
This is pure adrenaline
You have a head full of snakes
It’s a tangle of wires
You’re just taming yourself
It’s a permanent revelry
(you’re gonna fight it)
I have never felt so down
Since you’re gone it’s all so real
I am out of my bed
Two steps back
walking again
But it’s not a dance
(It’s not a dance, no, it’s not a party, you have your leather boots and
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2019
Guitar-wielding duo from Queens, New York, drop atmospheric debut LP, recorded in an ex-bowling alley under a cafe. Bandcamp New & Notable May 25, 2015