Osees-Intercepted message (AQUA BLUE VINYL)

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sporting a teutonic synth punk sound, john dwyer & company continue to evolve, as does our awe & adoration for them. “a pop record for tired times. sugared with bits of shatterproof glass to put more crack in your strap. at long last, verse / chorus. his is osees bookend sound. early grade garage pop meets protosynth punk suicide-repellant. heaps of electronic whirling accelerants to gum up your cheapskate broadband. you can find your place here at long last. all are welcome from the get go to the finale…a distant crackling transmission of 80s synth last-dance-of-the-night tune for your lost loves. suffering from politic amnesia? bored of ai-generated pop slop? then this one is for you, our friends. wasteland wanderer, stick around. love y’all. for fans of teutonic synth punk and thee oh sees (who the fuck are they?)” — john dwyer

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sporting a teutonic synth punk sound, john dwyer & company continue to evolve, as does our awe & adoration for them. “a pop record for tired times. sugared with bits of shatterproof glass to put more crack in your strap. at long last, verse / chorus. his is osees bookend sound. early grade garage pop meets protosynth punk suicide-repellant. heaps of electronic whirling accelerants to gum up your cheapskate broadband. you can find your place here at long last. all are welcome from the get go to the finale…a distant crackling transmission of 80s synth last-dance-of-the-night tune for your lost loves. suffering from politic amnesia? bored of ai-generated pop slop? then this one is for you, our friends. wasteland wanderer, stick around. love y’all. for fans of teutonic synth punk and thee oh sees (who the fuck are they?)” — john dwyer

sporting a teutonic synth punk sound, john dwyer & company continue to evolve, as does our awe & adoration for them. “a pop record for tired times. sugared with bits of shatterproof glass to put more crack in your strap. at long last, verse / chorus. his is osees bookend sound. early grade garage pop meets protosynth punk suicide-repellant. heaps of electronic whirling accelerants to gum up your cheapskate broadband. you can find your place here at long last. all are welcome from the get go to the finale…a distant crackling transmission of 80s synth last-dance-of-the-night tune for your lost loves. suffering from politic amnesia? bored of ai-generated pop slop? then this one is for you, our friends. wasteland wanderer, stick around. love y’all. for fans of teutonic synth punk and thee oh sees (who the fuck are they?)” — john dwyer