Signal - Petty Never Grew

I was completely flabbergasted when Petty Never Grew asked me to sing a song for them last year. It was such an honor, because they caused a stir in 2016 when they released their debut single, The Pink Song. I kid you not, this band sounds like no one else. There a little bit of post rock, a little bit of dream pop, a lot of ambient, and some early 00's Bangla rock. It's unfortunate that the band will be parting ways upon the release of their first album, The Pink Album, on March 1st. 

The song I wrote for them is called Signal. It describes the inner turmoil that comes with loving someone in this current age and time. It's a conversation - a feud, between a young adult's head and  heart when the partner stops reciprocating by all means. A choice to be made about which emotion to side with, the selfish anger or the wishful thinking. The answer, however, is in plain sight. Perhaps the biggest signal of all, is no signal.

Signal falls into place with the concept of the album, which I am not allowed to disclose. I have heard the album in full already, and it truly is a beautiful album. A little over a half an hour - a crazy mixture of emotions which resolve all the way at the end.

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SIGNAL
how did they make it in the age of letters when a day or two delay is putting fetters on our conquest? it's been over a month since i heard a word and i'm starting to think that you don't quite exist. i'm doing nothing but testing my patience and my heart is racing lesser and lesser each day. the day is my friend and the night is a brightly-lit hallway that never really, quite seems to end i held out too long i held on too long i hold it off i hold back i've been waiting for a signal i've been waiting for a sign a blank call would suffice a blank text is just fine and with every day that breaks i move closer to uncertainty can you blame me? take it as you please communication made us obsolete closer to the screen
i try to hold the stitches at the seams we fray away in modern fashion we're pushing buttons until we crash and we fray away (can you hear me?)