Climb, climb, climb the tailing's cake
Stamping, stamping cueca feet
Earth shakes in our company town at night
Grit, grit, grit covered streets
Sinking, sinking metal sheets
I turn to see the factory is waiting and it's taunting me again
Sometimes I see it in my dreams, it's walls are suffocating me at last
Sube, sube, sube la masa de relave
zapateando, zapateando el paso de cueca
La tierra se mueve en nuestro pueblo industrial de noche
Gravilla, gravilla, gravilla que cubre las calles
Hundidas, hundidas chapas de metal
Giro y veo que la fábrica está esperando y me provoca de nuevo
A veces se me aparece en sueños, sus muros me ahogan al fin
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
Olive Grove Records has been one if my favourite finds of 2020 and this album shows just how much excellent talent has come through their doors in the past 10 years. It's truly incredible. shaunpanda