It’ll hit you in the face, like you’ve been asleep too long and that dream you’ve been having just isn’t quite real enough.
It might take you across the American Southwest, where rocks red as Mars have been watching passersby for centuries. Where the sun is a deep, glowing orange and the sky an unending blue.
Or maybe it’s all just on a screen, in the kind of movie that Tarantino would pay homage to. The kind of movie that Dennis Hopper actually lived.
Chicago rockers Secret Colours are taking you on a trip and it’s called “Faust.” What kind of trip? Well that’s up to you. It’s the kind of trip that starts with some amp fuzz. The kind of trip that warrants the explosion of noise, the buzzing guitars, the pounding drums. The kind of trip that’s more emotional than actual. The kind of trip you want to tell your friends about later, but they weren’t there. They can’t possibly understand. It might get weird. It might get strange. But it will most certainly be awe-inducing.
Their next EP, their third, simply called EP3, will show up for another go-round come the first day of the next year.
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