Straight out of the wilds of Tampa, Florida, dark surf/post-punk trio Sleeping Pills announces a mysterious eight-track album for a darkening world: A Bend In Time. The release comes to us via the aptly-named Lurk Records.
Written and recorded during the height of the pandemic, this collection of swamp-goths (singer/guitarist Phil Taylor, guitarist Zack Strickland, and drummer Nate Irizarry) bottled up the apocalyptic anxiety of the collective with a series of eerie guitars, nihilistic lyrics and unsettling bass lines. Dwelling somewhere between The Damned, The Cramps, Bauhaus, and Dick Dale, this is the perfect album to blare on a (nighttime) beach goth holiday. Taylor’s crooning baritone offsets the sinister vibe perfectly.
“Don’t Turn Back” gets topped off with a melting solo; “What Lies Beyond” drips with the wails of gloomy synths and cold riffs. “Hole In the Heart” slows the pace as Fishwife’s Kate Magruder duets with Taylor in a Western-tinged nod to Lee Hazlewood. With “Burning Ember”, Sleeping Pills bring a slice of hypnotic surf-goth, which finds Taylor declaring, “you are my burning ember, my love for you burns forever.”
“Endless Maze deals with our neverending confusion over life’s daily struggles built around a Joy Division meets disco vibe,” the band says about their standout track. “275 is a road rocker about jumping on the highway, leaving one’s problems behind to disintegrate. “Spinning Upside Down” is a passionate track about a world gone mad, ending things on an upbeat notion of future change and action.”
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Lost in a dream again Tell me that you want me, no need to pretend…
You can’t believe what they say, they’ll treat you like a fool It hurts me…
Did you feel afraid to whisper? It’s such cold comfort but it’s real The weight…
When light has gone Snow angels will turn to grey Dark veil of our embrace…
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Here in the nightmare we’re smoke in the sky, Burning through air, falling through time.…