What the hell is wrong with me? This is the way that the story goes, not far from Lake Ontario. I said some things I didn't mean. I left some out, it kept me clean. Every fiber of my being was screaming, "You're doing the right thing." You wished me well. I promised to let you go. "Write back to the people that you love." So this is the way that the story ends, with a quiet promise that we would stay friends. And every day I reassure myself that, in that moment, I meant it. If that's the way that you're telling it, I'd prefer not to hear it. I'll wish you well in all of these unanswered letters. "Write back to the people that you love." What the hell is wrong with me?
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024