A song about the frustration art. how you start. and where is the end.. "?"
waiting for something.
Can't keep it together. I can't fall apart, can't find my way to the end, cant evening fucking start. Whatever that something is, it;s probably my fault. something I fucked up did wrong and tried to call art. But I'm still waiting for something.
Everything 3TEETH touches turns into swiss franks, it's especially evident for me since their debut can seem like a drafty dichotamy of minimalistic lyrics & repetative choruses. Most bands couldn't get away with this trick, but here it's really pays off. From the 1st note you will be hooked by totalitarian-like vocals of Alexis Mincolla & his uncompromising counterculture messages in tandem with painstakingly crafted sound of 90's industrial rock reinforced by an evergroovy rhythm-sections. Symbolic ‡ Tentacles