“There’s a case to be made that Irish folk is punk music in its purest form, songs for and by the underdogs of society. Feeling like it is the right time to broaden our sound, we want to offer something unpexcted so we turned to our good friend and in someways mentor Neil Kerr, Mount Palomar. Fionn put down the bass and stepped up as our singer once we heard his capabilities through his folk renditions. Fionn had written terra some time ago and it was debatable wether it would ever become an Enola track however upon hearing it, Neil sensed it was our chance to delve further into areas of our potential which so far, have remained dormant. After a session of Neil sampling terra, firma was born.”
lyrics
Here lies, the body of someone who could of chose their words better
The ground below, it feels so paper thin
When all you know is caving in
All sense of self, gets swallowed up
The deepest depths in which I never look
And the chances that we wasted, of so much precious time
Weigh heavy on these weary shoulders of mine
Here lies, the body of someone who could of chose their words better
The place where I’m going, is more crowded than ever
And though I hear you say, you could of chose your words better
Here I stand, at the edge of my mind
Fragmented and clouded, wrapped tightly in disguise
Their weight upon my soul, a heavy price
The pen in which I discard thoughts from another life
Live in (look to) the past as if dripping in gold
Yet faces are fading now as I get old
Waves of nostalgia they spill over me
Broken foundations encased in debris
Transpose the lens from that of love to
lust
Like rose tinted glass with thick covers of dust
No light can enter, yet dull glow escapes
The hum of the fallout embalms the mistakes
Dreams of green grasses when I close my eyes
Get left in the dark til they wither and die
Those shades of yellow then turn brown to black
Choked by the ash they will never grow back
(Never grow back
Never grow back)
credits
from Casement EP,
released April 10, 2023
Music by:
Mount Palomar
Belfast-based Irish noise-punk 4-piece formed in late 2019. Offering venomous hip-hop-inspired vocals that are as
uncompromising as the guitars are unforgiving, layered on a rhythm section that draws as much from left-field electronica and techno as it does from post-punk heroes of the late 70s.
supported by 14 fans who also own “firma (feat. Mount Palomar)”
The new direction of prog? I would not be opposed! There is some immensely inventive and creative song-crafiting going on here--not to mention the mind-blowing heart-felt,100% all-in vocal performances of Ollie Judge. I am a believer! wafiii