I smell bud in the hallway. I can't be myself when you are away. It's okay, we'll do it your way. If I can sleep here I can sleep anywhere. New york slums have pulled me into the flux. The kids that smoke me up, they're all actors for a buck; they don't give a fuck. And I'm rushing down the staircase to the lobby of the George Washington Hotel. This is my hell, East Third Avenue, what's it to you? I burned those papers you needed. You know better than me. (I wish that I was skinny, then I wouldn't need to be cool and maybe you would need me more than I need you.) I slipped on the black ice. Your black eyes, your sharp teeth. You sank deep. (I wish that I was sickly skinny.) [At this point in the record, the hex requests to rewind the tape back. The tape is rewound but, alas, there is none. Thus, following as such:] You know I can't meet you. You're not real here. I see things no one sees. I pictured draining the blood from your heart. [Logan is allowed into the room and the gates of hell are now finally open.]
The great underlying instrumentation paired with Florence's droll stream of consciousness lyrics make this album stand out. It feels so personal and confessional. Favorite tracks are Strong Feelings and Leafy. I've heard Scratchard Lanyard on alt radio and love that one as well. tofupotpie
Drop the needle and drop right out of all the worries of the world. If only for a while. It’s totally worth it. These are fantastic tunes from a legendary band. Just mind blowingly beautiful then savage then beautiful again. Yep…. bit like life. Enjoy…. johno71
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021