It’s a place
Where shirts have to be on
And the place is burned out
Inside out
People know we’ve come a long way
And yet the chemical spreads in every suspect
Sun, heat me up
When the kids are out
And they roll down the same town
The day is no longer timed
They’re out like you and I
Oh sun, heat me up
You know them
They’ve got love
But the ones above have none at all
They never did any harm
And not the least in their hands
Oh sun, heat me up
Sun, heat them up
The word that best describes this album is 'transcendent' or something like that. I can't quite put my finger on what feeling it inspires, but it's certainly one that is unique and quite pleasant. wik_wav
Dreamy electro-pop with a sinister edge and tendrils connected to dub and deep house, from Toronto producer Victoria Cheong. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2018
I can feel it. EVERYTHING what was said on this record. I can really FEEL it. Beautifully blown away and then set on track by a sonic boom. Thank you, Sonic Boom. Now I‘m floating in the space between. Wandowaiato