I've said enough to fill a bible;
the sheets of words, secret and obscure.
Soft and insane, meaningless but pure;
a paperless game, everybody wins.
I figured out the meaning of survival:
give your shit away, wrap it in flames.
Forget about earth. look to the sun;
sever your rope and let yourself fall.
I've had enough of taking things over,
of setting the controls, and pointing the way.
Making up plans, dreaming of the future;
whatever we were is already gone.
I figured out the meaning of survival:
give your shit away, wrap it in flames.
Forget about earth. look to the sun;
sever your rope and let yourself fall.
'Go North' is like a walk through the Norwegian forest at dawn; like a brisk ride within glowing cityscapes of Tron; like a haunting melody, heard faintly through the dreamlike gauze of twilight. Happyfoot | Sadfoot | Records
Adapting their calculated standards into a raw, live setting, the radical UK folk duo rework six highlights from their spellbindincatalogue. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 7, 2022