Dramamine

Travelling, swallowing Dramamine captures the numb drift of a long drive, the kind where the landscape blurs and thought itself becomes impossible. Isaac Brock's voice moves between conversational and raw, anger breaking through the surface of what sounds like a relationship collapsing in real time. The guitar work is dreamy and echoing, a counterweight to his sharp emotional delivery, and the song settles into a rhythm that feels both slow and inevitable. The lyrics circle around disconnection and the failure of communication. "We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves" sets the tone: intimacy that cannot quite bridge the gap between two people. Brock sings of saying what he's said, of not being able to focus on anything, of someone milking a situation for all it's worth. The song moves like the journey its title invokes, a mindless state where motion and distance become the only constants.