And while the clouds conspired
The world was sound asleep
And when the snow began to fall
No one cared at all
And the horizon disappeared
Lights vanished from the sky
And underneath the avalanche
We began to dance
Cause our gift to tame and taunt
Made us feel so safe and sound
As spectral gleams withered away
Neon lights concealed the grey
We rose above like little gods
In a city reigned by dogs
The violence that held us down
Has become our own
Below the silver chaos
We are sunk in dreams
The organs of the sky resound
Unheard on frozen ground
We celebrate the innocence
Buried six feet under sins
The violence that held us down
Has become our own
It's uncanny just how good Actors is at emulating that Post-Punk synth sound from my younger days.
Each listen just gets better and better. I feel slightly ashamed for not having heard this album until a few short days ago. modestwriggles
Beautifully moody art rock from Virginia that recalls the dark glory of bands like Echo & the Bunnymen and Psychedelic Furs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2020