Additional vocals by Alan Adams, Sesar Sanchez, Laura Fettig, Erin Lizardo, Chris Keene, Lisa Marie, Kelly Brown, Sean Galloway
lyrics
Down the slide
Past the trapdoor
Seeming fate
Drooling thoughtlessly
In a phase
We can't speak anymore
In a haze
We prefer drooling
Words come apart
You know it
And the records show
Nothin'
And through it all
We've found our home again
In shit
Flung on the walls of Monkey Prison
In space we're tall
But time we can't forget
Like all of the love
That we just keep on makin'
Just give it a go
No stopping
Just keep going
Givin' it
You're in deep
We all are
But not as deep as we could be
Getting out may not be an option
We may just have to go deeper
Fix the inside
And through it all
We've found our home again
In shit
Flung on the walls of Monkey Prison
In space we're tall
But time we can't forget
Like all of the love
That we just keep on makin'
Words come apart
You know it
And the records show
Nothin'
Whoa! This is a departure from their debut, and it's stunning. Yet, at closer listen, those grunge influences are still there. Only buried under a full-on frontal assault of fuzz and pounding drums. Iain H
This one really goes deep. Tremendously heavy and bleak, yet crushingly groovy as well. You can easily see these guys destroying any venue they'd hit live with this. The heavy hitting slow to mid-tempo tunes are sort of tranceinducing. It's very easy to listen to it multiple times in a row or even get lost in it totally. mourner
Landing somewhere between bubblegrum grunge and no-frills post-punk, the Australian's band debut is tense, moody rock done right. Bandcamp New & Notable May 3, 2023
UK rock duo Family Man solder hard rock hooks to an industrial pop mainframe; sleek, chromed-out arrangements with a nu metal menace. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 10, 2021
Holy moly! This is the sound of perfection for me. A superb balance of harmony and crushing, heavy, slow sludgey chug. An astonishing, complex piece of work. Iain H