Hold on, the whole corrodes
The feeling might move on through the cold to other sights
Removing still the veils of that which falls
To step beyond the tangled, winding halls
Too much more to say before you cannot know the way
All the smoke will fade and you will find the lines to stray
You couldn’t know the sharpest blade was a means to be
More the point and less the force, the motion we all seek
To stop the fray
A toll too great to falter towards the knife
Emptiness a stunning pause to cauterize
The flowing thoughts of what is left to find
Shed the skin, rise again, and pierce the sky
Sorrow has its hold, it hardens the hardest
Hollows out the soul and harbors the darkest
Binds to the fold of life at the onset
As weight does seep into the cracks of grief
That is some "bleak chick" music if I ever heard one. Some aggressive parts and a few snarls and growls. However, doom is king here: Heavy guitars, well orchestrated synths and her pleasant melancholic voice. tr_🇺🇦
What a beautiful, haunting experience all around, always melts me from start to finish. Incredible and deep sound, amazing atmosphere and cohesion, unexpected jazz elements unlike anything I've heard, and don't get me started on the vocals. Really hard to choose a favorite track. dan-rod
Sydney's folk noir duo expand their sound into haunting compositions that are somewhere between beautiful and melancholy. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 10, 2017
Buoyant songs that summon the spirit of New Orleans, with beautifully bleary brass, light up the latest from Annabelle Chvostek Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2021