Public Memory
Public Memory is the solo nom de plume of Robert Toher, a Brooklyn-based mu… Read Full Bio ↴Public Memory is the solo nom de plume of Robert Toher, a Brooklyn-based musician who formerly served time as a member of Eraas and Apse. While those projects blurred the edges of rambling space rock and synthy post-punk, Public Memory dives headlong down the electronic darkwave rabbit hole, exploring a Korg-constructed sonic palette that weaves together a variety of primitive beats, delicately employed samples (bells, chimes, the weeping of ghosts), and woozy electronics that sound as if they might have been recorded at the bottom of a lake. Created over the course of a year while Toher was temporarily decamped in Los Angeles, Wuthering Drum is a work of restrained gloom—a remarkably textured electronic record whose minimalist tendencies keep it from collapsing under the weight of its own moribund aesthetic.
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Public Memory Lyrics
Butcher If I could start again I know I′d Be a let down Long…
Cul De Sac I live in small room With all my things and place I…
Earwig Ya gotta see the way I become my parents A change…
Ecco When I finish with the lion′s share I will go down…
Heir Chance you missed your bid When the matters done I seize…
Interfaith Take my poor book with a liars love cause that′s…
Lost Future Now that I long for the taste Sprung from my hiding…
Lunar Somebody slipped it out to save the long gone wrong Without…
Midsummer Shadow Some bright silhouette vision of a tiger He′s gonna eat thro…
Mirror The moving shadow on the stone It′s like I'm feeling someone…
Ringleader This isn′t me I live alone Get a call in the world…
The Line It′s not the way they said A long tattered love Tired of…
Trick of the Light Shuttered up the house like a spacecraft Now to leave behind…
Verdict Break the earth With your tiny head Slum universe Blackest …
Zig Zag This mother′s den is running opened Where I get judgement fr…
CSimon
on Butcher
If I could start again
I know I'd
Be a let down
Long face no hope
If I could start again
I would live
In a ghost town
Hong kong
Snow globe
If I could start again
I know I'd
Be a let down
Long face no hope
If I could start again
I would live
In a ghost town
Hong kong
Snow globe
In the city night
We suck the blood
In the city light
The butcher's eyes
In the city night
We suck the blood
In the city light
The butcher's eyes
CSimon
on Cul De Sac
I live in small room
With all my things and place
I see no reason to pretend
Lock the front door
Shut the curtains
That's a matter of decent
Nothing special
On the dancefloor
See the forest for the trees
Start a new day
Spray the hollyhocks
Turn that paper into gold