An image. A memory. A song title. The stream of our consciousness. We started exploring the idea of what this cover art could sound and we found ourselves immersed in declarations of the impossibility to escape your true nature, in the uneasiness of throbbing metronomical bass and in the naked beauty of a girl voice. A violence of the mind. A violence on your mind. “The Flames That Kiss Me Dead” is the feeling of positive tension, a passion rising up, the danger of your last day as a caterpillar. It’s our may mixtape. Read the rest of this entry »