Orion

No villains
No unsung heroes
Just Little people 
Speaking in tongues 

Speak your mind
No shame 
No bother


Speak Your Mind

Sometimes like nector
Other times just filth

I learned to love it
Breathe it, bathe in it
  
A sip, a slurp, a wounded herb

Wounded Herb

I walk the thin line of morality
I question the purpose of sanctity
I see you see we're all to blame.

Philosophy keeps me occupied
Status and entity are meant to be

I see you see we're all to blame

We're all to blame

No villains
No unsung heroes
Just Little people 
Speaking in tongues

We are SubString, from Toronto, Canada. We play music. Alternative music. 
We love poetry. We are fans of Allen Ginsberg.

We believe that art needs to be appreciated in its entirety. Paying attention to just a single piece of work, be it a poem or a song, just doesn't do justice to the artist or her circumstance. Imagine judging Picasso just by Still life in front of a Window.

After all, we are nothing but substrings of our culture, our time, and our collective conscience.