RUN - Everyone’s Cancelled, Everything’s Cancer

Produced and engineered by Mike Deslandes Mixed and mastered by Forrester Savell Video by Arron Parker-Richards, Adrian Horsman and RUN. Initiated in Melbourne in 2019 as a studio collaboration between veteran vocalist Lochlan Watt and esteemed guitarist/producer Mike Deslandes as R U N, RUN has filled the gaps and now moves forward as a renewed and finally whole unit. Though the pandemic was an especially tough time for all musical endeavours, Watt’s brain cancer diagnosis added another severe layer of adversity to the challenge of launching and then growing the project. Regardless, he pushed through multiple surgeries and treatments and eventually triumphed on all fronts. The project finally hit its stride with live shows throughout 2022, including an appearance at the esteemed Dark Mofo festival alongside Katatonia, Black Sheep Wall and Conjurer, and stints of touring with Frontierer and Antagonist A.D, before kicking off their 2023 by opening for Darkest Hour. Though musically the dark and intense collision of black metal, post-metal and metalcore is much the same on this new single, lyrically the band strays far from the emotionally turbulent introspection of 2020’s debut EP ‘For You Will Never Find Peace Within Your Quiet’. RUN marks this new phase with a searing disdain towards humanity’s recent behaviour, a gutful of venom to spit back out across all of society, and a view to indeed leaving our worst years behind us. Everyone’s Cancelled, Everything’s Cancer. RUN is Lochlan Watt - vocals Lewis Noke-Edwards - guitar Arron Parker-Richards - guitar Adrian Horsman - drums Benn Gaylor - bass LYRICS: Split your head wide open - it fucking hurts - and all this noise will make it so much fucking worse Extremity and volume of opinion does not validate blurred vision Stripped of compassion Or intoxicated by its perceived application If we can’t see past the peripheral We simply won’t see what’s coming For now we march In concrete shoes Into the bottom of the sea Drown Drown Drown in your own lungs! Drown Drowning in chests of deceit Breathing in our own vomit Consumption in a chain of excrement But now we’re moving on And I’m leaving you behind I never had much faith in the human race And we’re all vying to be the face of its disgrace The hero of the story On our own deluded journeys In this this information plague We all have cancer of the brain You’re a fly upon my windscreen I’m a cough upon your grave We’re leaving it all behind