Driving through hollow town late at night, the world distorted by the dimmed street lights
Shadows throw forms from a sinister world, I’m gestured by a working girl
I’m in an area I don’t know too well, it’s locally known as just past hell
Screeches in the dark from fighting cats and a momentary glimpse of scurrying rats
There’s a smell of drains, stale and rotten, as I look for a house that’s long forgotten
The hedge overgrown and a window broken, I push the door and it slides open
This house once full of words and wishes, is stale and musty, a sink full of dishes
The TV whines from the once living room, there’s an acetate smell in the fog and gloom
You thought that you were in control but the tricks soon took a greater hold
Now they’re the meaning that drives your day and the rest of your life’s turned a pallid grey
The fear of resistance soon abates, your company oblivious in their altered state
I pull you to your feet and head for the door, you’re compliant, confused and a little unsure
Steel yourself for a punishing fight, working towards a healing light
Don’t let yourself be defined, by the damaged person you’ve left behind
I fold you into the back of the car, take a picture of this mess, the way you are
It’s still unclear how we’ll break this chain but you’ll never visit this place again
Don’t let yourself be defined, by the damaged person you’ve left behind
Sounds like the album could be in either a fashion show or a kinetic action movie from the 2010s and I mean that in a good way. Theres kind of a touch of VNV Nation in the sound as well as the stated nods. CS
Using the spellbinding effects of chants, minimalist synths, and repetition, Maria Rossi paints a picture of strange and fraught beauty. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 1, 2018