Conversation trickles from the mouth,
Delicate and airy
Like the notes from a music box
Opened for the first time
Lightly floating music,
A violin perhaps
Captures every listener
Like a rabbit in a snare.
These pleasantries,
Repeated as though wound with a key
These faces,
Cracked paint & ghastly
Hanging on every word.
The moment performs a surgery
Music of the body
Stitched with a cello string
Each 'X' a tiny kiss
And a quiet request to dance.
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego