My entire life, I've assigned meaning to the seemingly "meaningless." Everything has a place. Everything has a purpose. Everything matters. It always felt important to me to assign meaning because I knew what that felt like.

It’s a holy sacrament only few know the taste of. Its grace in melody and chords; softness and a bullet wound wrapped in sacred linen. 

The power lies in building a throne from all the mental static and says, “here, wear the damn crown anyway”. With this track, Culli. gives you permission to crash out for a second,

As we always say here at the band-aid mixtape, music=memory. Music is deeply personal for the past, present and future. This track has actively created new memories and sensory experiences in real time.

Post Animal has never been a band that chases trends. They’ve built their sound from the ground up, layering grit, groove, and soul in a harmonious balance.

It's as if Post Animal vibrates between worlds where rock meets relaxation. These are two main things I look for in music, and they deliver on both in spades.

The chorus rolls and settles in your bones like desert fog— soft, steady, and a little haunting,

If Golden Line was the pulse of the album, Back On You is the bleeding, beating heart of it all. The support system of family– chosen and otherwise– being the balm, the crutch to heartache

If Link is the feeling of being six drinks in, hair taped to your face in sweat, dancing unapologetically on the dancefloor, then Potion is the cool down– the come down– to the first three songs.

in its six minutes and seventeen seconds of entirety, this song has long meant more to me than anyone could ever possibly know.