It's always a mild attack,
A dream of rum and jack,
Complete the open task,
And breathe
Hit the streets, my tobacco's gone,
Boot down the door and sing this song,
Try and find me don't you let it go,
Pills on the floor and broken glass,
Break my face with a baseball bat,
Force yourself on me, make me feel like gold
Bulimic from those photographs,
You took of me from autumn past,
Shiny people breaking down my door,
Aim it at my chest,
Point blank range makes less of a mess,
Climbing the tower to Babel, here we go
A soaring, searing blend of indie and psych rock from Soft Walls captures the highs of early romance and the lows of depression all in one. Bandcamp New & Notable May 9, 2023
Irish music's getting good and weird and I'm here for it, yup the Podge, saw the man's arsecrack at a gig in Dublin in 2019, one of the more significant moments in my emotional development. Fabian McG&T