SINGAPORE SLING – PSYCH FUCK

It’s like being barred into a tunnel, a dark, wet, cold tunnel and wanting to do anything to escape from it. Just like your life took you into that tunnel, and life has no ways back. So now, here…where’s the exit? Your blood is warm, you’re hungry, your eyes need definitely light, your skin needs a loving hand, your mind needs rest. So you get angry, furious, ferocious against the tunnel, you spit bile against the stones, you try to get numb to not feel, you hold your knees in a fetal position wishing you were never born or to be dead already. Or to be someone else. Anything to not be you, stuck into the tunnel. You play your guitar as loud as possible, you torture the black keys of your piano, you softly play a song that makes you reminisce of that green meadow kissed by the sweet sun, you wonder how you could go back to the last crossing point and take the right – or just another – turn. You realise that the things you ran away from were the dearest for you. You start hearing voices. Are you getting mad? This chapter of the Singapore Sling saga is all about trying to find the answer about how to leave the tunnel. But there are answers? Is there a perfect and safe recipe for salvation? If I’d say there’s not an answer it’d be an answer itself. All we know is that the tower of foronicity is endless, it goes on and on and on and when you think you’re at the top you’re really at the bottom. And you have to keep climbing it, it’s part of your being human.
But One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy.
Enduring his fate while singing, light-hearted, one little and finally quite happy song.

Psych Fuck is going to be released on Oct 13th by Fuzz Club Records. Pre-orders here.
There are no sounds publicy available yet for this album.
Please use your imagination.