
Photo by Sam Ray
“The taste of blood and the smell of rain / Hang around for a couple of days / I always knew I’d live to see the world start to end / But I thought I’d feel something when it did,” concludes Sam Ray on “new strategies for telemarketing through precognitive dreams”, a recent highlight from his resurrected Teen Suicide project’s new album, honeybee table at the butterfly feast, due out this Friday. Noise and nihilism are no stranger to Ray’s POV, though distancing his sound from its its most discordant aspects rears a strange peace between existential terror and going on with your life with ease. Blissed out punk music usually doesn’t go down this easy, nor should the apocalypse, and yet, he’s found a way to indulge them the same way you might a morning cup of coffee.
Teen Suicide’s honeybee table at the butterfly feast will be released August 26th on Run for Cover Records.
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