Obsessing over limits continually redefined; my fingers snared in your veins within the composition’s lavish lines. These axioms abandoned, to favor continuous narrative. You bite through your lips to keep a smile, a function I will never understand. What I wouldn’t give to be in my most stable state. What I wouldn’t give. The entire existence an unabridged apology, reaching out to touch, betrayed by your skin. This process composed in a drastic black and white. I’m flooding with retrograde. Call into question the effect of loneliness, then vomit the subconscious of a victimless crime. My teeth are sharp and crooked. You reduce me to this, then smile the subjective. In defense of defense mechanisms. Love me, then treat me the way you have. Tire of our homeostasis. Long for your home wrecker. My teeth are sharp and crooked. I’m ready to start eating again.
i'm no good so i'll let everyone else do the talking abt how great this album is bc i have more important things to talk abt like that it was recorded in my hometown!! i was walkin around a stupid little ten-year-old and they were in the stu makin this album less than a mile from my house!! what!!!!! Elizabeth
this is my most favorite record ever. start to finish, it is an absolute masterpiece and quite literally helped me keep myself together for over a year. actual fucking magic, here. faesylver
There's so much energy throughout Feast of Love. Walls of fuzz, a driving punk rhythm, soft yet impactful vox; their chemistry will rope you in like a high school crush. Only difference is Pity Sex doesn't flake out on you. They're right here h i d d e n l e t t e r s
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