Here we are on a stakeout, stakeout
I don’t see a way out, way out
And if you’re bent to leave, you can go
We wait all night, but relief doesn’t show
In the heavy stillness of an unresolved moment, two souls find themselves trapped, tethered to indecision and an aching sense of suspense. The air pulses with unspoken tension, every second stretched tight as a wire. They stand on the brink, caught between staying together in a fragile unity or breaking free into the vast unknown beyond. The world outside brims with menace, shadows whispering of danger and uncertain endings.
Time lingers, dragging its heels, as hope flickers like a dying flame—fragile, faltering, nearly extinguished. Each heartbeat echoes with the weight of waiting, a promise unfulfilled. The night looms, pressing in, cold and merciless, while they search for some spark of resolution, a sign that never comes. Indecision binds them, holding them in place as the question hangs in the air: to hold on or let go, to cling to what remains or brave the darkness ahead.
Austin, Texas, duo TaSzlin Muerte (Fuck Money) and Lars Wolfshield (Wolfshield Records) collide creatively as Jet Cemetery, conjuring an ethereal new single, Eagle Rider. With rhythmic undertones and dystopian echoes, their soundscape drifts between fragile hope and dark realization, echoing the spirits of Massive Attack, Portishead, Air, and Björk. Muerte’s vocals cut through, probing and poignant, like prayers cast into the void.
Eagle Rider lingers in a place of tension—a purgatory where two souls stand still, teetering between staying tethered or breaking free. Trapped and tangled, they wait for a sign that never arrives, haunted by hints of danger and promises unfulfilled. The refrain, “leave a light on,” beats like a heartache, aching for a guide, a glimmer, some thread of clarity. Time stretches, and hope wanes, leaving them suspended in that vast, aching limbo where decisions burn slow and heavy.
“I’m guarding this fortress, and I don’t know why,” says Wolfshield about the song. “I never knew why. So I’m on the watch, and I’m allowing the infiltration. This place I’ve called home is bliss, but it’s a prison. Are we lost here? Can we even see the truth anymore? Join me, or don’t. But I can’t stay. It’s not safe anymore. The world is burning, and I can’t just watch. Leave a light on, so I can find my way back home, when all is in ashes.”
Directed by Ismael Quintanilla III and Don Ray Hermes (Zero Hour ATX), the surrealist video captures time slipping and memory warping, twisting space into a liminal realm where moments stretch and distort. The hypnotic chorus soothes like a gentle balm, whispering peace amidst life’s trials. An expansive melody unfurls, anchored by exquisite synth work that washes over the senses, calming and commanding all at once. The visual journey sways between dream and disarray, each frame echoing a fragile harmony. Yet, through the pull of distortion and drift, a quiet sense of beauty persists, resilient and soft, even when everything feels askew.
Watch the video for “Eagle Rider” below:
Jet Cemetery released their first singles, engineered by Charles Godfrey (Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Swans), in April 2024. Their debut EP, The Canary, is set for release in 2025.
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Photo: Ismael Quintanilla III
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