Sometimes, in the wild heat of a moment, you toss your thoughts into the world like sparks from a bonfire, thinking they’ll warm someone. After all, isn’t the media supposed to be social? But sparks, left unchecked, can burn. When the digital chorus calls for you to douse the flames…listen. There’s wisdom in the act of deletion, of pruning the wild, brash branches of impulse. Editing is not erasure; it is mercy, growth, survival. It is the understanding that thoughts, like seeds, deserve better soil than anger or noise. In cutting away the foolishness, you leave room for something finer to bloom tomorrow.
Seattle’s God Tongue, the duo of Isku Katerwol and vocalist Camille, carve out their own collision course with their own invention, Acid Body Wave: a reckless fusion of EBM’s cold crush, acid’s writhing rhythms, and minimal wave’s skeletal pulse. Built on an arsenal of hardware synths: the OB6, Bass Station, Sequential Drum Trax, Synthstrom Deluge – their sound is extracted from circuits and spat back at the night.
Their debut LP lurches into view with Delete It, a first single that tears at the plastic edges of modern existence. Written by Camille, the track reads as a bitter hymn for a life bent under the weight of endless dopamine loops and disposable dopamine highs. Delete It, mixed by Isku Katerwol and James Hofer (Viva Non), thrums with raw voltage, all jagged edges and mechanical propulsion.
Listen to “Delete It” below:
There comes a time when you must admit the machine has its claws in you, whispering, needling, needling, until your own thoughts no longer belong to you. The screen blinks, a false sun, and you chase it like a moth. The only way to break the spell is simple and savage: delete the app. Tear it out by the root. Step outside where the real sun waits, patient and old.
Out there, you remember: your soul is not made of algorithms. It is made of sky, and breath, and dirt. That’s when you blare Delete It loudly. Feel the blades of grass prick your bare feet, smell the deep green of life that was growing long before a blue glow told you how to feel.
God Tongue’s forthcoming LP drops this fall via Verboden Records, alongside a European tour ready to spread the damage further.
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