Trifling troubles fill my empty head… but I won’t dwell upon it. Silly situations in the corners of my brain. It’s hard to hold a single train of thought because it keeps on crashing. Storm clouds flood my worried mind with rain. Ah….
Drifting to the emptiness of sleep, it can be so relaxing. Waking up is often hard to do. Pick my head up off my shoulder, pay attention like they told ya, try and see where all this leads up to. Ah…
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