under water field of fire separation we transpire we're alive from inside we lost time and track of our lives then I wake to feel the water is coming down on to the ground it was my face caught in this race it was misplaced lost in this space I cannot recall a fact or a face I cannot recall the time or the place my reaction and comprehension cannot determine if this is fire or water sensation lost like love or lust shine or rust unable to understand the distance or space around to feel to understand to notice the actions our sense of failure in logic or love
This time around Blackman steps up as the captain of the ship, leading his crew toward honour and excellence. With Steve Albini as navigator, Purplene deliver a world-class release containing compelling imagery and demonstrating a matured approach to their sound. Brendan Webb
If you've still got a gas station jacket hanging in your closet, you may love the '90s Olympia punk churn of Soggy Creep. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 10, 2017
Killer D.C. art punk with a nervy sense of humor, skittering rhythms, and wiry guitars hits all the right notes and the right wrong ones. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 5, 2021