Sitting there in your cushioned chair you ain’t going anywhere. Fry the egg warm the spoon whole world circles ‘round your room….ruin…..I’m growing tired of your Definition love. What light squadrons the sky? May the whole world help you just get by. Sit there and have your fun. I’m hip to your skeleton while the ghost of a friend of mine sulks ‘neath the solemn brine. sitting there out of breath, entertained half to death. You feel the ghost in each separate cigarette. May the whole world help you just forget. That you fade right back into the ether, you stupid get. Give up that ghost and go. renoncer à ce fantôme et aller, renoncer à ce fantôme et aller.
Cardiff band Obey Cobra put an atmospheric, psychedelic spin on doom, full of harsh electronics and uncanny effects. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 4, 2021