Zsibbad a pofám az erőltetett vigyortól,
Eddig úgy gondoltam ez csak agyam valamiféle bokrosodása.
Tajtékos napjaim úgy élem meg, mint az ünnepeket,
Mert elviselem a fájdalmat, ha az hátráltat benneteket.
Úgy neveltek, hogy ezt élvezzem,
Érjem be ennyivel, ne legyek elégedetlen,
Csak akkor nyugodtam meg, ha már nem lélegzem,
Nyirkos csókok koldusává fejlődtem.
My face is numb from faking a grin
Until now, I thought it was only my mind shying away.
I live my foamy days as celebrations.
Because I can bear the pain, if that’s what holds you all back
I was raised to enjoy it,
settle for this much, not to be discontented
I could calm down, only when I wasn’t breathing.
I became a beggar for damp kisses
Chain Cult is, out of all genres, the 21st century band I'm most excited to hear new stuff from. I'm not a music critic, but I REALLY love music. And this is good music. Isolated is at the very top of my "Most Often Played" playlist. Waiting for the "merch" tab to open up on their page. MartinezLucas
Across their second full-length, the London post-punks offer up thrumming motoriks, industrial tones, and sullen sing-a-longs in abundance. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024