Three mothers of mine
One wants more generations
One wants me to be full
And one other mother
She wants a future from me
She says
Aaah~
"My beautiful image
Can take no filth, regret, or flaws"
Go wash away your past
Aaah~
I'm already lying in your tomb made of years
I try but see no end to your expectations
Whatever you say, Mom
Whatever you say, Mom
Whatever you say, Mom
I'm already draining into a molten iron riverbed
The milk of your body once watered my chest
Aaah~
I'm already lying in your tomb made of years
I can't see the edges of your hope from here
Up to you, mom
Up to you, mom
Up to you, mom
I'm already lying in a molten iron riverbed
The milk from your body once watered my chest
Aaah~
Tightly wound post-punk with splashes of new wave; heavy on twangy riffs, phased-out melodies, and understated vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 2, 2023
I have been playing this nonstop for the past year. I love their energy, their creativity and their punk attitudes. Best track is The Curtain, but honestly there isn't a dud track on here. Hope you come back to London again soon ❤️ Louise Chambers