I never told a soul, but I think you should know…
I’ve held my tongue. To it I’ve clung.
Every day that goes without saying…
those monsters won’t let me sleep.
My ankles wrapped in shackles plummet through the ocean deep.
Stop that, your following me…
Our promise won’t let me be.
I KNOW THIS IS WRONG. BUT I’VE HELD ON FOR SO LONG I’M ABOUT TO BURST. COULD IT GET ANY WORSE!?
From L.A. comes the latest from post-rock outfit bondo, with tendrils of spindly guitar snaking through arid percussion. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 4, 2023