Strobes in Flames (Live)
Genre: indie rock + indie disco + pop punk (live) Voice: female, raspy, slightly saturated Instrumentation: distorted pick bass, Brit-rock guitars on Marshall, lo-fi drums with room reverb, tape texture Live: real audience, shouted count-in, initial and final feedback, saturated microphones, audience chants in the choruses Mood: raw, energetic, frustrated, crowded club Weirdness: 6 Style Influence: 78% indie rock / 12% indie disco / 10% pop punk
Strobes in Flames (Live)
Genre: indie rock + indie disco + pop punk (live) Voice: female, raspy, slightly saturated Instrumentation: distorted pick bass, Brit-rock guitars on Marshall, lo-fi drums with room reverb, tape texture Live: real audience, shouted count-in, initial and final feedback, saturated microphones, audience chants in the choruses Mood: raw, energetic, frustrated, crowded club Weirdness: 6 Style Influence: 78% indie rock / 12% indie disco / 10% pop punk
Lyrics
Verse 1 – Closer female voice, breathing, stage energy
I see you there in the crowd,
with that smile that cuts through the night.
I run into the groove,
you stumble over your usual "maybes."
The bass hits hard,
the room vibrates like a broken amplifier.
And you pretend nothing's happening,
but every glance of mine burns you.
Pre-Chorus – More open drums, audience applauding on the 2nd and 4th
So tell me what you're looking for,
if you keep looking elsewhere.
We are two crooked sparks
that don't want to go out.
Chorus – Live explosion, audience chants
Neon on our lips,
we scream without a voice.
We run too fast
to stay standing.
We are a sweet mistake,
a flash that doesn't fall.
And it burns, it burns again
even if you don't want it to.
(crowd shouts the last line)
Verse 2 – dirtier guitars, more aggressive vocals
You move like a secret,
that you no longer know where to hide.
I break on the notes,
like tape melting in the heat.
The bass pick scratches the air,
the drums sound like an old stereo.
And you laugh, laugh out loud,
as if you're not to blame.
Pre-Chorus 2 – band slows down a moment, then BOOM
So tell me what's left,
if we keep hurting each other.
We are two broken promises
that don't want to give in.
Chorus – more shouted, crowd singing half the verse
Neon on our lips,
we scream without a voice.
We run too fast
to stay standing.
We are a sweet mistake,
a flash that doesn't fall.
And it burns, it burns again
even if you don't want it to.
Bridge – solo vocals + bass, crowd noise, tense atmosphere
And maybe that's all there is to it:
a wrong beat,
a missed step,
a "stay" you never say.
(the band comes back with a bang)
Final Chorus – extended version, improvised backing vocals, open guitars
Neon on the lips,
don't turn off the light.
We're running too fast
to stay clear.
We're a sweet mistake,
a flash that doesn't fall.
And it burns, it burns again—
(crowd shouts "AGAIN!")
even if you don't want it to.
(final feedback, thanks, stage noise)