A cold winter morning
Anticipation of welcoming cherish
One that will bring me home,
where brick and flame mesh as one
A familiar warmth
Clutching what's left,
while I fear the empty night sky
For which it wails for company
I submit myself to the unfamiliar blood
A blood that sees no need for warmth
The familiar frigid winter returns
A creaking wooden floor,
filled with eyes I wish could convey love
Side by side, yet nothing
My heart turned to stone
Only by a fading window's view,
can I feel your warmth again.
Black is beautiful. Inside outside. This band is superb. As a huge Sabbath fan I love the low tuned riffs, as well as the hardcore speed moments, short as they are: but it's exactly that which keeps it so damn interesting. Also love the interplays full of sweetness or speeches about black culture and being black within white domination. Still some things to learn. This is the real life in music form. Let's celebrate. Hesperus
Wonderful dramatic opening, the voice of a black woman in all her honesty, vulnerability and openess. And then one of the fiercest tracks of Zulu, total hardcore: 'Now they are through with me', full of twists and turns, and suddenly ending in a kind of soul-track, brilliant! This is 21st century music at it's best. The end lecture is dramatic and disturbing, spoken again by a black woman. Makes you think. Hesperus
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023