Blush Response's debut album 'Hearts Grow Dull' on limited edition 12" white vinyl. Comes packaged with a full colour insert and lyric sheet.
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Blush Response's debut album 'Hearts Grow Dull' on CD. Packaged in a cardboard sleeve.
Includes unlimited streaming of Hearts Grow Dull
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
The sun is at your window
But your blinds make sure that he don’t
Wake you up, disturb your slumber
So you stay safe under the covers
It was the week that never was
They were the days that we both lost
Chasing shadows from the corners of your room
In this small room you will stay hidden
You’ve built your tomb, let no one in
Here you’ll sleep through the seasons
They waste their breath
You’re way past reason
It was the week that never was
They were the days that we both lost
Chasing shadows from the corners of your room
If you won’t speak, I will do the taking
If you won’t leave, I will lock myself in
If you won’t wake, I’ll watch over you
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The title track pulled me into Slow Crush's orbit, but Tremble held me there - alongside Lull from the Hush LP and the whole of Seasurfer's Dive In, it can send me into an altered state of consciousness. The album vibrates with hints and nudges, from Slowdive twangs to a Corgan-esque chord shift, but Slow Crush are their own sound - thick, dark melodic, etherealistic soundscapes with Isa Holliday's vocals both binding the music and rising above it. One of the best bands in years. sentientpoet