In the artist's words:

In times like these, comfort is a rare blessing that only very few people can find. Some find it in material accumulation or in work itself, in an existence for a career. Others find it in ignorance and cynicism towards everything that was and will be, in retreating into the private sphere. NIKITA CURTIS offer a more nuanced compromise: purposeful anger and disillusionment, yes, but with a pinch of resilience to carry on undeterred. What else is left? What can come of it?

The debut EP "Where The Water Ends" (2024) provides a clear answer: music and artistic expression as self-therapy. With a raw interpretation of the post-punk revival, the quartet from Leipzig shows that even in hopeless weather conditions, every rain shower can also be read as a way to cool down from the daily grind. The anger here is honest, straightforward. But so is the casual groove that the descendants of the punks played with in the eighties - and it works. It is the renaissance of a sound that reflects the attitude to life of a generation in transition between pandemics and wars.

It's bittersweet, but also bitterly necessary!