Life is now falling apart
Throwing every word on wind
Keep my thoughts in my own shrine
Body and soul don’t feel right
At first, it is soft; a notion, a name unspoken, a weightless ache drifting like smoke through thought.But mourning, when it roots, hardens, gathers shape, and sinks its teeth into our soul. It becomes the chair never sat in, the cup left untouched, the stillness in the hour once shared. Grief ceases to be an idea and becomes object, atmosphere, architecture. It lives in thresholds, clings to the corners of rooms, presses itself into the grain of daily things. What once was sorrow imagined becomes sorrow inhabited: a thing you carry, not in the mind but in the marrow; a presence built from absence.
From the industrial hush of Katowice, Poland, the band Undergone steps into the murk with their debut single Falling Apart, leaning into dissonance and drifting toward collapse with this fragile state of mind when one grapples with the aftermath of loss. Their sound, a collision of shoegaze swoon and noise rock rupture, unfolds with a curious balance of chaos and control. The five members, Wiktoria Borecka, Kamil Orszulik, Dawid Bestry, Mikołaj Żarski, and Alicja Więcław, operate like a closed circuit. Every element, from the recording and mixing to the artwork and outreach, is handled internally. The result feels raw but deliberate, a handmade howl from deep within.
Falling Apart begins with restraint, soft and slow, before crashing into jagged distortion and tangled harmonies. There is a sense of momentum meeting malaise. Guitars rattle, reverb curls inward, and the composition swells into a storm. It brings to mind a shoegaze reverie dragged through concrete dust; fragile yet feral. The lyrics to Falling Apart conjure a dream unspooling into nightmare: images blur, a body breaks, emotion outruns reason. There is grief, but also confusion: an inability to tether loss to logic. The song captures that moment when mourning shifts from metaphor to matter, from thought to thing. Falling Apart does not promise clarity or comfort, however; it offers the collapse itself, rendered in feedback and fractured poetry. What remains is a quiet that hums with residue, like something still burning beneath the floorboards.
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