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Voyeur

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1.
while waiting for the light to turn, confidence oozes out his ears, like a bloodhound with a sartorial aesthetic. his senses, more refined now in the shadow of night, pick up a scent of floral fragrance from a block away. without a hand to guide him, he stalks his prey, using tactics from the frontlines to feed on lust. and though he fetishizes violence, he justifies it with the soldier's logic of a merciless fantasy. she takes the long way home tonight, to clear her head of intrusive thoughts and the visions of the grids laid out on horizons before her eyes. but when a footstep breaks her trance, she reels around, alert. just as the teller had warned of flesh predations. and then his tactless, cold approach interrupts her silence, under the stuttering lights and sharpened stars. but when his victim faintly displays her abject terror, unfettered rage begins to course through his veins. his dapper elegance and embattled masculinity can’t subdue the flaws that paralyze and confine him. because he exploits insecurity and loathes rejection, now retraining his disdain on the doe-eyed damsel, an apparition cast across the avenue stays his hand— misogyny won’t spare him from the merciless fantasy.
2.
salacious, she is a cruel sculptress. like Rodin and his Rose, we’ll ameliorate and in time, decompose. she carves the moon into my chest, sprawled again amongst the unrest. she paints her face in a Miró/mirror, our fingers catching in the soft glow. she bites my tongue until it bleeds. I bide the time until it recedes. she stains the canvas with my woe, our fingers crimson in the marble snow.
3.
while waiting for the light to turn, confidence oozes out his ears, like a bloodhound with a sartorial aesthetic. his senses, more refined now in the shadow of night, pick up a scent of floral fragrance from a block away. without a hand to guide him, he stalks his prey, using tactics from the frontlines to feed on lust. and though he fetishizes violence, he justifies it with the soldier's logic of a merciless fantasy. she takes the long way home tonight, to clear her head of intrusive thoughts and the visions of the grids laid out on horizons before her eyes. but when a footstep breaks her trance, she reels around, alert. just as the teller had warned of flesh predations. and then his tactless, cold approach interrupts her silence, under the stuttering lights and sharpened stars. but when his victim faintly displays her abject terror, unfettered rage begins to course through his veins. his dapper elegance and embattled masculinity can’t subdue the flaws that paralyze and confine him. because he exploits insecurity and loathes rejection, now retraining his disdain on the doe-eyed damsel, an apparition cast across the avenue stays his hand— misogyny won’t spare him from the merciless fantasy.
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5.
while waiting for the light to turn, confidence oozes out his ears, like a bloodhound with a sartorial aesthetic. his senses, more refined now in the shadow of night, pick up a scent of floral fragrance from a block away. without a hand to guide him, he stalks his prey, using tactics from the frontlines to feed on lust. and though he fetishizes violence, he justifies it with the soldier's logic of a merciless fantasy. she takes the long way home tonight, to clear her head of intrusive thoughts and the visions of the grids laid out on horizons before her eyes. but when a footstep breaks her trance, she reels around, alert. just as the teller had warned of flesh predations. and then his tactless, cold approach interrupts her silence, under the stuttering lights and sharpened stars. but when his victim faintly displays her abject terror, unfettered rage begins to course through his veins. his dapper elegance and embattled masculinity can’t subdue the flaws that paralyze and confine him. because he exploits insecurity and loathes rejection, now retraining his disdain on the doe-eyed damsel, an apparition cast across the avenue stays his hand— misogyny won’t spare him from the merciless fantasy.
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released April 8, 2022

Tracks 1–3 written and recorded by Matt Lombardi and Tyler Gilbert in Brooklyn NY, with additional recording done in Livingston NJ and Portland ME. Mixed by Matt Lombardi.
Track 4 recorded live at BandsinTown in Manhattan with Bryan Swords and Matt Keim.
Track 5 remixed by Ghost Park.
Track 6 remixed by spöket.

Track 1 mastered by Warren Hildebrand in Brooklyn NY.
Tracks 2-6 mastered by Matt Lombardi.

Cover photography by Jeremiah Brennan. Design by Matt Lombardi.

Many thanks to Tyler Gilbert, Warren Hildebrand, Selena Rox, Conor Emerson, Jake Farber, Zach Cadman, Chris Belmont, Nick Acquadro, and Bryan Swords for your unyielding love and support.

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