New album · The Other End · out nowThree-girl punk · Rochester, NY
Raspy, loud, and a little bit holy. Songs about the small things that wreck everything, and the hope that outlasts them.
Liner notes
Where the name comes from
The name comes from a love song about three thousand years older than any of ours. One line in it asks for help with the small stuff: the foxes that sneak into the vines and ruin the harvest one grape at a time.
Big disasters get all the attention. We write about the little ones, because those are the ones we actually live with.
Take us the foxes,
the little foxes,
that spoil the vines:
for our vines have tender grapes. Song 2:15
Out of Rochester, New York. A rasp up front, gang vocals behind it, guitars that sound like they were tuned in a hurry. Songs that turn left where you expect them to go right.
Album two
A record about walking the whole length of the pier. Past the gulls, past the noise, all the way out to the white building at the end, to see if anyone left the door open.
The Other End · side A to side B
Where it started · album one
The self-titled debut. Twelve songs that set the rules the band still plays by: keep it raw, keep it loud, keep looking up.
The single
Track four on The Other End and the first one we let out of the house. Press play. It beeps first, like they always do.
Shows, press, a song that found you at the right time. DMs are open.