Members

// four strangers who never left
// the architect

Luka

guitar vocals the one who pays for things servers blinking LEDs exhausted father mechanical keyboard the machine cathedral freelance moved here for the freedom that's what I tell people
"I will say — and I'm only saying this once — that at 3am when everything is running and the LEDs are doing their thing, it does sound a little bit like something. I'm not saying what."
// the echo

Victoria

vocals the veil lace the kitchen belongs to me candles soft light the echo choosing what you get to see not hiding the kitchenette
"Victor is the only person I know who gets quieter when he's happy. It took me two years to figure that out. Now I just watch for it."
// the poet

Victor

drums lyrics notebooks 3am tape recordings solar powered by darkness wine the couch I find them. they were already there. the cellar doesn't expect anything
"People keep asking what the songs are about. I don't know. I wrote them. That doesn't mean I understand them."
// the rebel

Kira

electric cello chaos cello IV the altar of dead cellos mall security industrial textures a shadow in black clothes playing perfect notes nobody remembers small riot the place smelled like emotional damage so obviously I stayed
"The first cello I broke on purpose. The second was an accident. The third — honestly I'm not sure. They're all up on that wall because they deserve to be up on that wall."