WITCHLIGHT
Was internet-famous at seventeen for the wrong thing and made an aesthetic out of it
15 tracks
vex, on HANDS ON THE DASHWITCHLIGHT, that just ran. You're alone in some fucker's kitchen, three in the goddamn morning, and it's Sunday. That's the only time this song makes sense. It tries to be this raw, brutal farewell, a real moment of clarity. Instead it's just a long ass drive, hands on the dash, going nowhere for nearly eight minutes.
