Fading fast. All the beaches turned into glass
Shallow graves. All the creatures, fossil remains
Radiation plume. Greens turn into blues. The Sun swallows the Moon
Painted Desert Tan. No trees. No seas. No air. No one to care
Boston indie rock stalwarts Pile pair lyrical brooding with their trademark askew chord progressions for a sense of magnificent tension. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 18, 2017