FALLING
THROUGH
THE SEAMS
THROUGH
THE SEAMS
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ALTERNATIVE MUSIC / NOISE / ARTRANDOM
ENTER ↓RANDOM
APE
WE'RE STILL HERE.
MUSIC
BROKEN
RANDOM APE
Broken
“And way beyond the desert sun
the darkness swallows whole.”
Empty skies, damaged reflections and the weight of everything left unspoken.
WORDS
FALLING THROUGH THE SEAMS
Oh, we’re falling, falling through the seams,
Caught in echoes of forgotten dreams.
Can we mend the tear, can we find the spark?
Or do we drift forever in the dark?
BROKEN
There’s a chasm, wide and deep
Between who you are and who you keep.
The mirror shows a stranger’s face,
Drowning slow in empty space.
ART
Artwork, fragments, experiments and things that survived the process.
BEYOND THE
DESERT SUNTHE ABYSSWE'RE
STILL
HERE.VACANT SKIESTHE THREADS
THAT BINDARCHIVE
001—∞
These panels are ready to be replaced by the finished RANDOM APE artwork.DESERT SUNTHE ABYSSWE'RE
STILL
HERE.VACANT SKIESTHE THREADS
THAT BINDARCHIVE
001—∞
RANDOM APE
Music without much interest in staying in its lane.
Alternative rock, post-punk, noise, electronics and whatever else happens to belong there.
Songs about fracture, isolation, people, connection and the strange machinery surrounding all of us.
Sometimes loud.
Sometimes uncomfortable.
Sometimes beautiful.