We need more,
More memories, more dreams, more bottles;
The fire’s almost gone out,
So throw another penny in the wishing well
And poison down your throats.
Fate gave us plenty of time
And what did we do with it?
We blackmailed the pianoman
With pictures we took Of him and elderly women
Playing doctors and nurses,
We blackmailed him not to play us another song
But to pour us another drink,
For a song we could sing ourselves.
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021