8×8 fuse vintage psychedelic rock with modern unease, crafting a surreal, darkly playful sonic landscape shaped by distance, uncertainty, and the shadows of war.
“The only thing that’s given me any sense of nostalgia now, perversely, is writing new material, which is just sending me back to my mum’s bedroom. When I couldn’t afford to move out of home when I was 22, writing the lyrics to “A Car That Sped” or whatever it might be, on the floor of my childhood bedroom. That’s what the nostalgia for me is now, writing again. Nostalgia is spending two weeks going, “I’ve got this thing I want to say, and I do not know how to say it,” and then eventually finding the way to say it.” – Martin Rossiter
“The only thing that’s given me any sense of nostalgia now, perversely, is writing new material, which is just sending me back to my mum’s bedroom. When I couldn’t afford to move out of home when I was 22, writing the lyrics to “A Car That Sped” or whatever it might be, on the floor of my childhood bedroom. That’s what the nostalgia for me is now, writing again. Nostalgia is spending two weeks going, “I’ve got this thing I want to say, and I do not know how to say it,” and then eventually finding the way to say it.” – Martin Rossiter
As Rowdy Roddy Piper noted, there’s a time for chewing gum and for expressing yourself, and Cindy Lawson’s plum out of gum. That’s the best way to explain her loud, punk & proud EP, LONG LIVE THE RESISTANCE!, a snarling blast of Minnesota not-so-nice addressed to the jackbooted interlopers of ICE.
As Rowdy Roddy Piper noted, there’s a time for chewing gum and for expressing yourself, and Cindy Lawson’s plum out of gum. That’s the best way to explain her loud, punk & proud EP, LONG LIVE THE RESISTANCE!, a snarling blast of Minnesota not-so-nice addressed to the jackbooted interlopers of ICE.