Matter and Masks

by UMUVOVA

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NYC searing synth duo UMUVOVA’s debut EP Matter and Masks is inspired by the religious ceremonial preparation of a Virgo Supercluster sub-culture in the common-era year 2793. UMUVOVA’s mercurial four-song EP has melodic hooks throughout, but strays from familiar forms as it progresses, blending synthwave with Radiophonic accents on Burning; Amazon field recordings, trap, and thermogenic synths into the futuristic depravity of Oviri; chamber and footwork elements on the cinematic weFew; and delivering icily dystopian pop introspection on Said Too Much.

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released October 24, 2014

All songs written and produced by UMUVOVA.
Mixing/Mastering Engineer Evan Sutton.
Artwork by Dave Schnapper at Sike Your Mind (sikedforlife.tumblr.com).

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Track Name: Burning
Burning

Passion for fashion, blasphemy too fast to trust
All the stories, the worry, the glory so
Fast pass the mass blast, tragedy your massive
Lust for perfection, subjection, infection

it’s
burning, burning, burning, burning
beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty

She sees it, it hurts her, as reason deserts her
Yearning desire, conspire to die for
Unreal ideal, don’t feel, the trial
The drain on your body and soul and the fire

burning, burning, burning, burning
beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty
Track Name: Said Too Much
Said Too Much

Chasing the faces that I want to be
Betting my debt on synchronicity
Swimming shallow, I get too deep
Mountain I climb is much too steep

I do not want what’s bad for you
Distance your wish, it might come true
Got what I want, now what do I do?
I said too much
You know it’s true

Sculpted by others, looking for a sign
Already lost, nothing to find
My tragic task waxing faster
This plastic mask, my lasting disaster

This history, it never dies
No mystery, profile survives
Insipid touch, the games I played
I said too much
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