A room (painted with get-well cards) and a box of the things we (yet) don’t understand,
Buried underneath the old mall at the marketplace
And the handful of hope you brought back home from your one year in misery.
All these songs that lightened up our days,
There’s more beauty in them than I see in us.
(They’re) haunting this empty palace, (the orchestra of emptied bottles,) we found shelter here.
“It gets better before it gets worse and then it gets worse (again) and then it gets even worse”, That’s the deal we signed, no one forced our hands.
(We signed it with the last bit of gasoline which we had used to burn the memories,
A fire that brought us through this winter.)
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