Their most recent release, GREYAREA, is an androgynous sound of transition, interpolating darkly shimmering layers of angular guitar and pulsating touches of EBM, sharpening their unabashed anthemic rush with a maturing melodic complexity and atmosphere as much informed by post-punk as sweeping electronica. Still, as in records past, the twin pantheons of synthpop and classic VG music are invoked —not as tribute or pastiche, instead fleetingly familiar textures interwoven in a fashion as singular and cooly assured as mastermind
Vincent Segretario’s voice, which propels the EP— crying out loud and whispering the words to poems you never sent. Alongside Segretario, Hannah Avalon moves from live member to creative collaborator, contributing to the ethereal come up of “Glass" and the ecstatic lullaby of closer “Wading." The two have worked together in both anarcho-punk bands and musical theater productions, and somehow this wildly divergent history finds triumphant amalgamation in GREYAREA. This is the soundtrack to an impossible John Hughes movie where all the kids wear black lipstick and dance to the end of the world and everyone kisses and all hearts break when the credits roll.
Recently, WINGTIPS has had the pleasure of supporting artists such as THE TWILIGHT SAD (during US Tour with The Cure), PALE DīAN, JACK LADDER & THE DREAMLANDERS, and SOFT KILL to name a few.
Ghosted
Wingtips Lyrics
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The static feeds embrace the retinal corridor
We're passed the point of explanation, delineation
The barricade won't keep me away again.
It's turning dark, the landscape paints its innocence
Fullfilled at last just gliding past sincerity
Tell me again why you can't shake the memory
CHORUS:
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It's clear at last, I've fallen through
Fluorescent dreams, thinking of you constantly
The thought of you, effervescent but omnipresent
Tell me this time what you have found, what you've prepared
Tell me what you discern from this ghost affair
CHORUS x 2:
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It's clear at last, I've fallen through
In Wingtips's song, "Ghosted", the lyrics depict a sense of longing for someone who has left without explanation, leaving the singer feeling lost and questioning the relationship. The first verse uses abstract language to describe the aftermath of the relationship, where "the aftertouch, as softly as it lived became frozen ash," indicating that the affection and intimacy between the two have turned to nothing. The singer is now surrounded by "static feeds" and the memory of the past relationship is like a "retinal corridor" that they cannot escape, highlighting the emotional toll of being ghosted.
The second verse describes the singer's confusion and frustration. They can't understand why the other person left and are desperately searching for answers, asking the other person to "tell me again why you can't shake the memory" and to "tell me what you discern from this emptiness". The chorus conveys a sense of powerlessness and vulnerability, using similes to describe how easily the other person passes through them "like a breeze" and how difficult they are to please, despite having a "soft touch". The singer accepts their situation as true, having "fallen through" and being unable to change it.
The final verse talks about the singer's constant thoughts of the other person, describing them as "effervescent but omnipresent". They plead with the other person, asking them to explain themselves this time and to provide closure. However, the chorus repeats once again, emphasizing the feeling of being at the mercy of someone who has already left.
Overall, "Ghosted" is a beautifully written song that captures the heartache and confusion of being ghosted by someone. It conveys a sense of powerlessness and vulnerability that many people can relate to in our modern dating culture.
Line by Line Meaning
The aftertouch, as softly as it lived became frozen ash
The gentle and subtle feelings that once existed between us have now disappeared and turned into a cold and lifeless nothingness
The static feeds embrace the retinal corridor
The constant and unchanging thoughts that occupy my mind surround and consume me relentlessly
We're passed the point of explanation, delineation
We've reached a stage where there's no need or point in trying to rationalize or define our situation
The barricade won't keep me away again.
Regardless of the obstacles and barriers that stood between us before, I won't be deterred from my pursuit of you any longer
It's turning dark, the landscape paints its innocence
As the surroundings grow dim and melancholic, a sense of purity is also evident amidst the gloom
Fullfilled at last just gliding past sincerity
Finally content, I find myself cruising by mere basic honesty
Tell me again why you can't shake the memory
I'm yearning to understand once more why you're unable to forget the past
Tell me what you discern from this emptiness
Enlighten me on the insights you've acquired from the vastness of this hollow and desolate void
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It's clear at last, I've fallen through
Succumbing to your alluring but unpredictable nature was inevitable, and I now realize I have been lost in your essence all along
Fluorescent dreams, thinking of you constantly
The thought of you, effervescent but omnipresent
Vivid imagery of you fills my mind always, and the idea of you is brilliant and lively as it permeates everything
Tell me this time what you have found, what you've prepared
Tell me what you discern from this ghost affair
Inform me about your discoveries and developments since we last spoke, and share your thoughts on this elusive and surreal relationship
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It's clear at last, I've fallen through
Resilient and endearing, you have effortlessly blown through me like the wind, and I now realize I've tumbled headlong into you
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It's clear at last, I've fallen through
Reworded for redundancy purposes, the same interpretation still applies: Trying to embrace you is a tender undertaking, but satisfying you is an enigmatic feat; you traverse my very soul like a cool draft, and it all seems too surreal to be real, yet it has indeed overcome me
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: HANNAH ELIZABETH DICKERSON, VINCENT MICHAEL SEGRETARIO
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