An island home
a reputation
a violent hole
a love sick nation
I’m tired of all these resolutions
the time has come for revolution
but your books
they tell a different story
of burned out high school
teenage glory
but they’re all all sung
they’re all sung
A young man dies on television
they buy the rights
to his rare visions
a touch, a kiss, a lifted dress
your life become
just one long mess
until you recognise
there ain’t no glory
and live your angsty
teenage stories
but they’re all sung
they’re all sung
Listening to this album tonight for the first time in a few years and am again blown by how fucking good it is. It is beautifully sparse, lofi and makes me feel all the positive melancholy feelings I sometimes need xx Samuel Johnston
The songs on the latest from Absolutely Free feel as expansive as a cloudless sky, with ringing guitars and bright-eyed melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 25, 2021