As I flip through photo albums in my parent’s living room I realize I can’t recognize anyone. As I play the piano, dusty in their den, every key sounds sharp or flat. As I entertain my demons in suburban trite I still hear my mother weeping in her room. So I phone my friends. They pick me and we drive around and believe we’re having fun. We’re coping. “In the darkness of mere being”. As we pass a child playing lonesome in park I collect myself because boys don’t cry. This place is static. We’re all lost in oblivion. We’re all damned to the same place. Our family photos will look like our parent’s family photos and their parent’s – a folio of forced smiles. I’m ashamed of myself. These pictures, my life, such are the stimuli of my despairing.
I love the intensity of the track FATAL. It builds up and up to the final climax. The other tracks on the EP are also great though a bit more experimental, and less accessible, but give me an indication of the Debby Friday sound and (hopefully) future direction. Graham_Just_Graham
Terrific, marauding post-punk that will thrill fans of Idles with its pairing of cutting riffs and wry spoken/sung lyrics. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2022
If you've still got a gas station jacket hanging in your closet, you may love the '90s Olympia punk churn of Soggy Creep. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 10, 2017