The Geiger counter is the metronome. The midnight kitchen drip drop sound of synthesizers. Piano dangling like icicles in the doorway of an empty supermarket. Guitar tones that can both disorientate and calm a fevered head. With singing abundantly heartfelt in every breath, explaining the unique loneliness found in companionship.

Written words about real-life imagined in a dreamlike world, a patchwork quilt of human experiences. Some so unique, they begin to disfigure like the drunk's clumsy story to their spouse. A bible of second chances.

The band describes it as "music people might be scared to dance to".

Influences are flown in from 80s icons; think the eclectic sounds of Talk Talk sieved through the unwashed jeans of The Replacements. With poetic sentiments wrapping every gnarly tangent they see fit, the band will guide you through their version of things like a warm encouraging hand on your shoulder in an otherwise unstable landscape.