My love, you look so beautiful, dressed in white and standing tall
Your lips decorated and yearning for the touch, from the one with his face in his hands
You look so amused by surrounding filth, charmed by the confidence of naivety
My juxtaposing demeanor; comatose love, waiting for nothing, dressed up in facade
The music's getting louder, but I'm hearing nothing, lost in the eyes of the love that slipped away
It's bright, it's torture, our fate, our future, Christmas lights laughing in my face
The job's been done, the spreading of joy, holiday cheer from our hands and our mouths
You are still willing to have this dance that I'm putting off due to my fear of your love
You could be so close but I hide away from the things that seem too good to be true
My mouth is so dry, my eyes are so wet from these sleepless nights thinking all about you
Mike DeCosta is Rhode Island's greatest songwriter, in my opinion. Although you could say I'm biased since he's a good friend of mine, I loved his stuff before meeting him. This music IS Providence. Tyler North
My brother, Ricky has been writing music longer than anyone I know in our local scene. His library of music is vast and diverse. I play drums and produce the albums, while he does everything else. Tyler North
I play bass guitar and analog bass pedals for Matt in this band, and this recorded material is all his (and entirely performed and recorded by him). Tyler North
An esoteric and eerie live performance from multi-instrumentalist J.P. Shilo conjures up haunting images with a multitude of dark tones. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2021
The Melbourne band hide painful truths within dissonant, jagged art pop arrangements; an ennui-laden take on the new wave revival.
Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 8, 2022