A message from the dead of night, an invitation to a break-in, you know, that swimming pool in the heights? A dispatch from the heady days of tenderness & sin, but Jason was sleeping when the call came in. And now the dawn is breaking with an dreadful, churning sound. The city's waking, and his arteries start to pound, staring slack-jawed at the screen for ever long, as the belt line hisses out its sacrificial song. At the entrance, no one knew Jessica's face. She's a stranger to the show ponies and the wolf hounds in this place. But back in the heady days of tenderness & sin, the drinks were chilled and waiting and they always waved her in. So gravity wins tonight, the speakers set to stun, the walls exposed and dripping with the poorly-painted young. Twenties wilting in our numb & outstretched fists, we're overlooked, flat dismissed. A reunion show of no one's favorite band. A smattering of indifference rising softly from the stands. These tender sins, not worth a shot of backwash anymore: what you gonna trade them in for? It's a sacrificial song. Hiss along. Hiss it all night long.
credits
from TETHERS DOWN,
released December 4, 2015
Written, arranged, and performed by GNØER. Recorded at Pershing Hill Sound and Toxic Beware by Greg Elkins and GNØER. Mixed by David Mueller. Design by Babies McGovern.