Sensum slowly slicing your eye/I can’t remember a place where sense of self resides
from Whose Absinthe is This lyrics by Postmadonna
Seattle underdogs Postmadonna lose their “sense of self,” due to the terrible dog-eat-dog things men do to each other – all with uber catchy gang vocals and surprisingly musical shred. It’s the best “math-rock” released in the last couple years, and will satisfy your pop tastebuds, too; [LISTEN].
