“saw the truth lying in the lies. fire finding ice. residing in the eyes of the two who grew too tied like a noose do.”
A few months back
UK lyricist and poet
looms. released
the eight song project
out of innards.
With fitting artwork
as well as fitting titles
(“liver”, “lung”,
“kidney”, etc.)
the project conceptualizes
on the removal
of the interior.
“Emptiness is a muse
for looms.,”
the description
writes, and this
is so true,
as the elusive MC
provides sharp
yet melancholic
lyrics over relaxed
and atmospheric
lofi production.
It’s grotesque
and yet it’s so
damn lovely.
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