From split LP with Moloch moloch.bandcamp.com
Released by Feast of Tentacles and Halo of Flies
lyrics
Paint drawing, skipping around,
Barrettes and rubber bands,
Protection at all costs.
A bumbling, two different fates,
Brown hair, blue eyes.
I hum Magyar to get to sleep.
Your caw of life is a nightmare.
You don't know what it means.
The simplicity of it all takes pure form,
Terrified to hold you when it only means
We're going to have to run.
What is he? What is she?
Rip the talking box out.
Sister wolf eats the throat of the jester,
Here to fucking perform.
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I love the light and shade between Bryan's dirty and Emma's forlorn vocals. There are so many layers to this recording that are driven home through contrast. Plus the riffs are brilliant and get me moving. I can't stop listening to Thou and Emma in general lately. spaceman2250
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In many ways, I was born slightly too late to be someone who *seriously* got into Nirvana. I have to say that I owe my current interest in Nirvana to Thou. These covers are amazing (and heavy). JDMP