After all the rock and roll, all the sadness, all of the hardship and parties and trauma, you still have to wake up, wash your face, and get going. I wrote this song a long, long time ago. It was an ideal of what I wanted to be. I'm still not there, but I'm trying.
lyrics
I washed my face for the first time all week,
my eyelids were heavy from few hours sleep
and i still smell like smoke from the show,
yes, i know, in ten more minutes i've got to go
the gods of junk blessed us with a broken TV,
we smashed it to pieces with bats in the street,
no one here's quite sure what they believe
dig through piles for truth, sift through piece by piece
there's got to be a medical reason
for the restlessness that comes with the season
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023
Restless, agitated no wave for modern times built around razor-sharp guitar and roiling percussion from Jane Doe Ensemble. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 16, 2022