I can't believe I used to feel so strongly
about my right to be indignant over a self-inflicted curse
Our leaders are raised by our families
Taught in our schools and churches
This is the best that we can do
Yet of course we're outraged when nothing comes our way
Misrepresented, like we were lied to all along
We only have ourselves to blame
Caught up in the non-issues we create
Our best and brightest fall short again
The failed leaders of our fucking failed state
But where are we?
We're at the malls, at the office, at our universities,
Believing that we'll make a change
In our schools, at our churches
Vowing not to tread this path again
Living day by day, we do nothing
Day after day, still doing nothing
A false dichotomy
A cage fed unity
Given the choice, I'd choose none
Faites-vous l'image mentale de quelqu'un en train de hurler pendant deux minutes directement dans vos oreilles sans discontinuer, sans reprendre sa respiration : c'est ainsi que les guitares dissonantes ouvrent le premier album éponyme du groupe australien Hope Drone — et pour reprendre le sample d'un certain album, ils ne faisaient que s'échauffer. Le trio a le cœur lourd et incorpore de la noise dans son post-doom metal pour que le désespoir soit total. Un début tout simplement grandiose ! Jordan Vauvert
this album is great and i hold it at the same regard as Electric Wizards Dopethrone. Ever since i found this album i have found my favourite track flips between bong dive, twilight of the terminator and total handjob future. i would love to see a cassette and patch rerun the_big_stewart69
The Brooklyn miscreants dish out six helpings of raw, sinister punk that combine raw energy with metalcore power moves. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2022