Passing days, in a gilded haze
Concentrate, on filling the space
Taking time, to hide your face
Pace set by a, need to relate
My eyes are open, I won’t be taken
Self destruction, doesn’t seem to be taking
Hardly pure, but properly aiming
Method acting, to innovate
An endless need, for things to remain
Waking up, with a copper taste
Finding havoc, left in your wake
Landed fewer, than you seemed to take
Still can’t see, it was all a mistake
A combination of two EPs worth of tunes from this New Orelans duo brims with breezy and clean Teenage Fanclub-esque guitar pop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2022
Curious and playful art-pop that strikes a balance between tenderness and darkness as Naja Naja reflect on memory and futurity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 10, 2022