The keyholes offer up a light that’s finite
By the time it’s gone you might have learnt to read
I’ve got an itch to scratch that never stops so I might
Get them to take away my skin, and my thoughts and let me bleed
You were the sole in favour of reflection time while the rest of us were living
The keyholes represent what’s left of innocence
By the time it’s gone you won’t know how to smile
Momentarily, get the chance to see, but in a sense
Got so used to counting nothing that something just isn’t my style
The sole in favour of reflection time while the rest of us were living
Detach my brainstem
Control my scheming
Get out my heaven
It’s all I’ve got left
The brail walls have got a life of their own
Our fingertips can but try
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024
supported by 4 fans who also own “Goodbye Brainstem”
Call of the Void is the hook that draws you in. Then you find out Mutoid Man can go heavy with Broken Glass Ceiling, then jump to an energetic jam like Graveyard Love. Finally they hit you with an epic like Setting Sun and you realise that you have fallen for Mutoid Man's excellence. Thanks very much for the great album. rook96