I used to sit under my favorite tree, circling around on the tire swing. That neighborhood—it was such a blur. Waking up from dreams that would reoccur. I was an earthquake that shook your world down. You were an ashtray that fell to the ground. You broke into pieces, but I’m still around. When we grew up I never understood the way you pay the rent or the way I should. Covered in sweat in apartment ten. I can’t focus on now if I’m stuck back then. I was an earthquake that shook your world down. You were an ashtray that fell to the ground. And I was the storm that made your world drown. You broke into pieces, but I’m still around.
Been following Somos for many years, feeling that they had an opus in them...well, here it is. Driving pop-punk sensibilities lend an upbeat tone in contrast to the grim lyrical proceedings, and they absolutely pull it off. Evocative music that's been on repeat for me all month long. RIP, Phil PaintedDogs
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 23, 2023