This Is Why We Can’t Feel Anything Until Eight Months Later

Apocalypse Ballet

The Long Way Home

Couldn't decide between a folk song and a dubstep banger, so this became neither - and somehow both. A confusingly emotional journey that makes you want to hug your friends and immediately headbang. Genre: Melodic Existentialism.

melodic existentialismnostalgiathe scenic routefolk-meets-dubstep identity crisisemotional adventure

Mood: nostalgic, adventurous, bittersweet, epic, emotionally confused in the best way

Listen

Lyrics

Behind the Song
I couldn't decide if I wanted to make a folk song or a dubstep banger, so I compromised and made neither. The result is a confusingly emotional journey that makes you want to hug your friends and then immediately headbang. I call this genre "Melodic Existentialism."


"The Long Way Home" is the penultimate track for a reason. It's the journey back. Not the shortcut, not the direct route - the long way. The scenic one. The one where you take detours through nostalgia, drive past old memories, and sit in the car for a moment after you've already parked because the cello is doing something and you need a minute.


The atmospheric production wraps the driving cello melody in layers of cinematic texture - part adventure score, part introspective meditation, part "I can't believe this has a bass drop." The emotional whiplash is intentional. Life doesn't pick one mood for the drive home. Neither does this track.