There’s something deeply satisfying about a song that sounds like it’s been recorded on the edge of burnout, half-asleep, and just barely holding it together. The Wax Worms do just that on “Losing Weekends“, a gloomy neo-psych number that captures that worn-thin feeling most of us know too well — the subtle rage of clocking in again while your creativity gathers dust in the back of your skull.
With washed-out melodies that lean into Crumb-like lo-fi psychedelia, this track slips between a sleepy groove and a low-grade existential crisis. It’s soft, yes, but not soft-headed. Lyrically, it’s bitter without whining, touching on the quiet despair of being creatively inclined but financially drained — working jobs that chew through your time and spit you out in Sunday night silence. You don’t need to have worked in a grocery store to get it, but if you have, this might feel a little too close to home.
Sonically speaking, “Losing Weekends” floats. It doesn’t push or plead — instead it coasts along a woozy bassline and jangling wah-drenched guitar, like someone trying to stay awake through a third shift dream. It’s anti-work, not in a shouty punk way, but in the kind of slow disintegration you hear in old Eels records or when Tame Impala forgot to get out of bed during “Innerspeaker”. That slow, soft unraveling. You could throw it on a psych playlist and let it blend into the wallpaper — but if you really listen, it scratches at something deeper.
About The Wax Worms:
Formed in 2017, The Wax Worms are the sort of band that could only come from somewhere like Miami — colourful on the surface, but with enough internal weirdness to keep things interesting. They borrow from all over: AM gold, blog-rock, Latin American psych, proto-punk. Think The Flaming Lips with a passport and a warped Walkman. As they gear up to release a stream of singles and videos, it’s clear they’re not just throwing spaghetti at the wall — they’re curating the buffet.
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