“the spirit moves inside of you” said a teacher when you graduated school
“it’s in your heart, not where you are” like a mantra, (cooly medicated) move to the party
we can leave when it’s started
racing to the end (what a golden miser)
racing to the end (what a sympathizer)
i want to see your face (and i wanna strike first)
racing to the end
“the spirit moves, in spite of you” as you anxiously await the peer review
I'm rarely in awe. High Horse set something right in my brain that had been wrong for a while. Unexpected beauty, even in the ugly truths we have to face. modestwriggles
The Philadelphia group sharpen their hooks and internal dyanmics for a fun and non-dorky take on power pop anyone can get behind. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2024