The times have changed
The old ways have been washed away
Replaced by new means to diminish the feeling
False claims, as if written in sand lines.
It's hard to forget what you once were
To restart without weighing the chances of getting fucked all over again
What once seemed appealing, pure, and desirable
Is now soiled, vulgar, and devalued
We cannot remain idle
We won't stand by anymore
"What's there? What's left?"
Divinity in the eyes of the Beholder
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024