Got to the venue a few hours early. Wanted to play on the floor. Since the last band broke up people don’t show up anymore. The fog machines went off again. The stage lights are too damn bright. Squint my eyes, pretend to be alive for you. You’re in a horseshoe. I’d ask you to move up. You wouldn’t want to. After the last note I’ll say thanks. Unplug my shit and walk away. Hope we sell some cotton. I could do this more often. And now we finally load the gear. Wish I could get the hell out of here until next time when I see you. You’re in a horseshoe. I’d ask you to move up but I wouldn’t want to if I were in your shoes. I’d ask you to move up, you wouldn’t want to. Try not to lose my voice talking over house music. Trying not to lose my mind sitting in a van. Trying not to lose my soul. They say don’t write what you don’t know.
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