Max Moody
Melancholy, pub romance, pain, one/two too many beers and then ending up just off your feet again. Somewhere between Phoebe Bridgers meets Bon Iver - James Bay with grunge aesthetics and Joy Division in a stale aftertaste. Somewhere between coming to terms with your own blows of fate and destroying everything and starting directly with yourself. Direct, personal, political, from your own bedroom to the stage.
Flowers for Me
Let's escape from everyday life and look at things in a light, dreamy and playful way. Let's be a little sad together, but in such a way that we don't forget to smile. From shy and quiet to loud and wild, anything goes!