I disappear these days
in thoughts' corridors and alleyways
I try to explain
to lazy-eyed friends I've made
But they won't hear
my case,
they see a body and they see a face
But you
see right through
the truth and mistakes
and you say
"Marionette, clip your strings, and descend
from the stage where you're chained.
Come with me in between the corridors
and alleyways that you fear
Stay with me, persevere,
they will never know we were here
Marionette, clip your strings,
and collapse from the stage that you have made
Marionette, cut all ties, don't look back,
you have made your escape"
The Swiss quartet's strongest release yet. Two tracks of assertive post-punk with primitive garage beats and and spaced-out synths. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2018