Nothing makes, sense tonight
Promises burned, I want to cry
As reality gripes tight, I cower and crawl
I give into this fading sunlight
There is something gloriously excessive about setting a plea so raw and naked against a landscape built for industry, and DECEITS understand that kind of tension better than most. Please, Wake Up lands with the force of private pain made public, not in some grandstanding way, but in the old pop sense, where a bruised heart gets dressed in rhythm, melody, and enough sky to make the whole thing feel mythic for four minutes. The video takes that charge and stretches it across the Palm Springs wind corridor, where the band performs beneath giant turbines that turn with the indifference of time itself. What could have played as mere mood instead comes across like a dispatch from the edge of endurance, where memory, desire, and sheer motion keep a person from sinking cleanly into the sand.
The music moves with a real sense of body. Kevin Moreno and Francisco Saenz understand that rhythm can carry sorrow without flattening it into a pose, so the bass steps forward with purpose, the drums keep that hips-and-heart balance, and the guitars arrive clean, bright, and slightly remote, like a memory still dressed in its Sunday clothes. The keyboards hang over it all with a faint glow, never crowding the frame, never overexplaining the pain. This band has clearly spent time spinning The Cure, New Order, The Chameleons, Motorama, and Caifanes, but what matters here is the way those affinities get absorbed into lived experience, into Los Angeles blood and backyard weather and the deep pull of music that learned early on how to dance while carrying hurt in its chest.
Shot in the windy valley of Palm Springs, the video makes a strong visual argument for the song’s scale. Windmills tower over the band like mute saints of modern ruin, generating power for some distant city while DECEITS play out in the open, small against the machinery, stubborn against the emptiness. It is a strong image, because it leaves room for thought. You look at those giant blades turning and think of time, industry, memory, the whole grinding business of being left behind while the world keeps producing energy for someone else’s life.
Directed and filmed by Eddie and Teresa of Shuttervisual_, the clip gives the song exactly the kind of visual frame it needs: wide, weather-beaten, and touched by longing without sinking into theatrical excess. Moreno’s vocal carries that measured, wounded quality straight through the screen, and by the time the song opens up into its final rise, you feel less like you’ve watched a performance than stumbled into a private reckoning staged under a pitiless sky. DECEITS have made something lean, beautiful, and bruised here, and it sticks to the ribs.
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Mar. 6th -Pasadena, CA – Eternal Love Presents: DECEITS, Casket Cassette, Mica Eternal, The Citie, Lovers Guilt – Tickets Here
Mar. 21st – Chicago, IL – Sanctum Presents: The 4th Annual Chicago Vampire’s Ball – Tickets Here
Mar. 28th – Mexico City, MX – Gothpunx Fest 2026
Apr. 25th – San Juan, Puerto Rico – Goth-O-Rico Fest
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