You can grow just like a caterpillar
Slowly, but one day you will fly
Put a hundred tiny hands on me
Always wondering what you are
You're not human to them, you are just yourself
In this moment there is nothing else
In this moment there is nothing else
I let you make mountains of my plants
I feel relieved
When you look down, I let you crawl to eat
And I drive home
I drive home
In this moment there is nothing else, but yourself...
Up there with Joe's best -- it feels like it pulls from every record he's done before while still being completely distinct from any Cymbals record in the way it combines the psychedelia and accessibility with some of the lushest, most ornately arranged music I've heard. Plus the guitars still rock, the solos fucking slap, and the ballads somehow slap just as hard. The narrative based lyrics also hit a sweet spot in Joe's lyricism -- direct but inventive, descriptive and endlessly compelling. Emmanuel Castillo
Effervescent pop without a drop of irony, perfectly geared for fans of the more dance-oriented side of indie music and Tears for Fears. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2023