Track 04 / 04 · 2024
Nineteen
War machines rusting in a Delhi gully while somebody practices scales on top. Nineteen and already tired, still playing anyway.
⬟ Discography
Four songs, four worlds. Each one its own colour. All of them salt.
Track 04 / 04 · 2024
War machines rusting in a Delhi gully while somebody practices scales on top. Nineteen and already tired, still playing anyway.
Track 03 / 04 · 2023
The soft one. Vulnerable, a little wrecked, and the last slow dance before the room burns down.
Track 02 / 04 · 2020
Protest, fire, and yellow roses stuffed into a salt wrapper. Five minutes built to get the room on its feet.
Track 01 / 04 · 2020
The quiet one that doesn't stay quiet. Green, underwater, and heavier than it lets on.
Play us where you already listen, or better, come stand in the room.