Speak all at once or not at all.
Dirge reverbs through the hall (down.)
Sickened, dearest friends have their reasons.
And weakened hearts that they must tend.
All my oldest friends are falling out.
They've gone to death.
They're fading away,
like the rest of them.
A hollow world over ground to eulogise forgotten sound.
And hard to explain why the new year waits.
It never stops, it never ends.
Can't count ourselves as friends.
I know that it's hard (that i'm far from.)
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
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 23, 2023