Everything just starts to feel real as soon as absence takes a step into view. I'm held to hold the thoughts of what came before and what is found seemingly tame. You don't say. I don't want to hear it. No, I don't want to hear it. It’s the same damn thing, I've just learned not to adhere to it. The world seems to just pass me by and I'm named selfish to realize.
There's so much energy throughout Feast of Love. Walls of fuzz, a driving punk rhythm, soft yet impactful vox; their chemistry will rope you in like a high school crush. Only difference is Pity Sex doesn't flake out on you. They're right here h i d d e n l e t t e r s
Layering guitars and saxes over synths and drum machines, this Oakland duo's darkwave is as melodically potent as it is texturally rich. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 1, 2024