Well the Red he can’t stop coughing at the station on the left, says he used to have an army but he can barely take a breath. And the girl down the line skinny as a cigarette never stops to eat, she just scribbles in her book. The anarchist says this is just a temporary gig till he finds a way to get across the border. And they clock in every day and set up on the line. You can talk about it any way you want – they still got you.
Like a bomb that keeps on falling to the centre of the earth, this machine is spinning up to the redline. The people are just actors in a theatre of force where the motors and the wires are hidden in plain sight. Every time the furnace opens – every time the press comes down - you can hear another voice in the factory, saying: I was always here, always and already here, patient and impersonal as gravity.
Melbourne-based Slush's debut EP is filled with feminist, punky-pop tunes that make for an exciting introduction to their music. Bandcamp New & Notable May 10, 2019