Be Above It

This track opens like a ritual: a stuttering, looped vocal chant that feels more like a mantra than a melody, its repetition hypnotic before a single instrument fully enters. The production is intentionally abrasive in its structure — raw, rhythmically locked, with a motorik pulse that pushes forward with relentless momentum. There's an almost krautrock severity to it, the kind of forward drive that strips away ornamentation in favor of pure propulsion. Parker's voice is buried and distorted, functioning as percussion as much as communication. The emotional register is not joy or sadness but something more primal — urgency, a stripping away of the self to something harder and more essential. Lyrically, it circles around the desire to transcend mundane existence, to rise above the static noise of daily life. It belongs to Lonerism's aggressive underside, a counterpoint to the album's dreamier passages. You'd reach for this during a long night drive when you need something that feels like forward motion made audible — insistent, slightly confrontational, and alive with restless energy.