We ache, we bleed, we drown, we cease to be. I sail the oceans of memories once mapped. Recount the
days to salt the loss and regret. If no man's an island then I am lost at sea, without an anchor and you
without me. We burned our sails in the soft light of our last night here.
There is something purely authentic and honest about Infant Island's music. These songs are substantial in their impact that go deep under the surface. The sound mix is everywhere (track 3 on headphones?!?!) with some of the slower nuanced moments giving needed space for maximum effect when the violent intensity hits. But on career highlight "Awoken," they leave nothing behind. A must hear song from an increasingly important band. bcb723
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021