Esta na sua frente
Mas você nao pode ver
Corpos que nao sao gente
Escravos da sua comodidade
O luxo de uns
A miseria de muitas
A dor de varias
O prazer de poucos
Elas falam você nao escuta
Elas senten, você já é imune
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It’s in front of you
But you can’t see it
Bodies that aren’t people
Slaves of your comfort
The luxury of some
The misery of many
The pain of several
The pleasure of a few
They speak, you don’t hear
They feel, but you are immune
This excellent EP swings from lurching post-hardcore to shadowy dark rock, anchored by a shattering vocal performance. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2018
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024