To wait for more, to vanish at sea.

Vanish into death on hands and knees.

It’s the floor that’s all that’s left to eat.

It that gnaws onto the soles...

In my mind

That I could only want to trust your god

Now it’s mine

I control my destiny 

Violentene’s new EP, Victims Of Light, has the pale glamour of a city seen through a rain-streaked cab window at 2 a.m., all angles, reflections, and p...

The mind is not a ghost riding inside the body, but a movement of the whole being, like a wave that cannot be separated from the sea. To be fully alive is to stop treating thought and flesh as adversaries and to feel them as one unfolding process. In that recognition, the body ceases to be merely a personal vessel; it becomes part of the great hum...

Sinclair Noire comes stomping out of Austin with their latest video for Blackshore like they’ve been locked in a back room with a busted television, a stack of J.G. Ballard paperbacks, a...