The New Division ~ Modus [2⊘2⊘]
An eighties echo, but amplified, streamlined, and anthemic. Think cruise control on a Summer-burnt Autobahn, joyously windswept at redline. An oddly cathartic church bell drives an ocean of emotions to a pinnacle of exaltation under far-too-convenient foot-pedal control. “I took my medicine The voices won’t stop My shadow’s caving in My feet won’t walk” Originating as John Kunkel’s dorm room imaginings after … Continue reading The New Division ~ Modus [2⊘2⊘]