EFFT preaches: Submit to your own authority. Write your own beginning. Follow your own weather system. Do not be fooled. No one will save you, and nothing.
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dust off
the books and the tv
believe
in this recording
the audience wrote genesis
with dirty fists
through windows clean
one can never guess
one can never divine
in friction, our low lit speech keeps knees deep in two
suddenly, we have a party
the punch is bled from chance
winding swiveling rotating door to our party
dust off from cassettes
tolerate this memory
billboard promises can't touch
psychic pop ups
I understood where he was coming from
I understood where to go when coming from there
I understood how to stand and stare at the coming and going
I understood that we must be here
Culled from unreleased recordings from her recent "Light Sleep" and "Voice Hardcore" releases, Hiromi Moritani's latest showcases the softer, less harrowing side of Phew’s sound Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 2, 2020