There is more focus and more of a mission."
"I Don't Get Much" slowly flows in with shoegaze reverb, rises up, and then drags the listener down. The water levels eventually re-rise and plateau. There are echoes, heartbeats, and an apocalyptic romance, as male and female vocals repetitively discuss the end.
When I ask the band to explain the existentialist undercurrent that ripples throughout the song, Allen rhetorically asks: "If you don't do anything, what does it really matter?" And vocalist-partner Hodapp notes, "It's about how dying does not matter once you get in the ground."
Can a dark day be textured with the pretty? Or is the sunny sky filled with clouds? Young Prisms have the answers. *
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