it's your mother's words, your father's curse it's just another drowning incident. i may never fully understand those who've championed discipline from the bottom of your wishing wells & the keyholes have sworn to burn in hell though i never took a step inside romanticized genocide...but wait, i still got the numbers...nothing makes a noise. the richest now will later be the poor & the fleeting harmonies of your tight rope scenes will never get you trained awards & the backlash of the railroad track will always leave you looking for a home with alibis & back lit eyes but wait, i still got the numbers. beestings always hurt the worst. this is how the world ends...
Kansas City trio Flooding draw out the more mystical qualities of slowcore and noise rock for a heavy sound that's less stony than doom. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2023