on a run awhile back my mind went slow
i start to wonder where did it go
I held my breath so I wouldn't feel the cold
oh no
This world it felt like heaven under you
This world feels like heaven when I run with you
Out of breath with you
And my face turns blue
I'm out of breath with you
out of tune
on my way
run my way
run my way
Hold my breath and I let it go
Fingers touch and I feel the warmth
I don't know where it goes
Where it goes...
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