Chivalry's dead
I shot him square between the eyes
And Romance is dead
Now I want to bury her
Deep between your thighs
And cry there
Our sexual secretions fill the wires
Download your perversions and desires
All that's left
Is our faces on a screen
And it seemed such fun
Playing like Jesus
And pointing Caesar's thumb
I could be anyone
I swipe right
I swear I only want to talk to you
I swear I am one of the golden few
The chosen few
It's true
It's uncanny just how good Actors is at emulating that Post-Punk synth sound from my younger days.
Each listen just gets better and better. I feel slightly ashamed for not having heard this album until a few short days ago. modestwriggles
Across their second full-length, the London post-punks offer up thrumming motoriks, industrial tones, and sullen sing-a-longs in abundance. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024
The soaring arcs of post-rock, the punchy rhythms of post-hardcore, and the jagged lines of post-punk all join on the latest from Aversions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2023
Noisy Siberian post-punk with mathcore's sense of inventive tempo and vocals that nearly howl with urgent insistence. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 27, 2023