Lost in the rush of progress
Our sense of touch abandoned
How could this be failure
We are accustomed to the comfort that we live
We were born and bred to be so much more than this
Sleeping on straw, filling our lungs with dust
Digging our graves, burying those we’ve lost
Answers in our bodies
Contrast to your treason
How could this be failure
We are accustomed to the comfort that we live
We were born and bred to be so much more than this
Sleeping on straw, filling our lungs with dust
Digging our graves, burying those we’ve lost
The latest from indie rock outfit Activity has a charmingly sinister feel, blending in stark rhythms and washes of dark ambient. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2023
An earthy amalgam of American Primitive, spiritual jazz, and drone from this Seattle group is full of orbiting melodies and forest vibes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2023