That night we danced in a dark hall, it felt right but there was no love in your eyes. No sight of you could bring back that day, now when I see your face I think only of the pain. Now I can’t sleep even if I try, dreams of suicide keep me up at night. I couldn’t cry, I’m only aging. And the whites of your eyes, they couldn’t save me.
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It's uncanny just how good Actors is at emulating that Post-Punk synth sound from my younger days.
Each listen just gets better and better. I feel slightly ashamed for not having heard this album until a few short days ago. modestwriggles
On their 10th record, the Glasgow-based group serves up more wonderfully menacing, gothy synthpop, perfect for dungeon dancing. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 19, 2023