This Mess is a Place (release date: May 3, 2019) u.subpop.com/t... Tacocat tacocatdotcom.com Facebook / tacocatband Twitter / tacocats Instagram / tacocatband BandCamp tacocat.bandca...
[Verse 1] Not so long ago, I used to feel like I was too sensitive to be alive But maybe now it's the opposite Too much to say So I don't say anything Is numb even a feeling? I just wonder how anyone falls for this anymore Don't take this the wrong way But you're doing this the wrong way [Chorus] Just remember if you can, power is a hologram And every reality, every little reality is ripping at the seams [Verse 2] How did we come to be so jaded? I guess it's more that the rest has faded But little by little it's getting bright again I saw a beaded curtain in your window late, late last night Otherworldly bits of plastic catchin' all the purple light I closed my eyes and thought about the Milky Way [Chorus] Just remember if you can, power is a hologram And every reality, every little reality is ripping at the seams [Post-Chorus] How small, how small are you? How small, how small are you? [Verse 3] It's hard not to know a single answer When your eyes are closed and all the signs are backwards But isn't that a sign that we don't need them anymore? Half is just for show, at least that's how it started Can't separate it now that it's too distorted But you know it's okay to feel everything at the same time Just close your eyes and think about the Milky Way [Chorus] Just remember if you can, power is a hologram And every reality, every little reality is ripping at the seams Just remember if you can, power is a hologram And every reality, every little reality is ripping at the seams [Outro] I saw a beaded curtain in your window late, late last night Otherworldly bits of plastic catchin' all the purple light
Oh wow! How come could I just discover this band now? Can't stop listening to it and this music especially, which was the entrance gate for so much good sound! Thanks! I organise a modest alternative music festival every semester (Solstício do Som) in the city of Petrópolis and I dream of having bands like yours playing and partying with us. It feels like we could be good friends as I, of course, dream of coming to Seattle one day, it is like Mecca for me in therms of sound. ; o)
