Four Songs by Marc Montanchez and The Knockoff Saints

This EP takes shape in the midst of a universal crisis that resets the big picture while we wait, isolated from each others' breath. Timing is everything.
We will burn away- words of outrage at the blind race towards the consuming of everything, or a measure of passions that unite all individuals? Both and more.
You can't lose what's not yet there- a memo I keep forgetting.
Catch my breath so I might last - words to live by.
Forward leaning planes, I think it's fine- Let's dream of a future with voyaging by lighter-than-aircraft while the grifting barons bluster and cower. Otherwise what's the point of all this?
Thank you for listening.