We live in sand by Snakeskin, released 10 October 2025
- Ready
- October sun
- Blindsided
- Olive groves
- Black water
- The fear
- We live in sand
- In the pines
"Snakeskin don’t so much shed layers from release to release, they harden their resolve, reinforcing their messaging into songs which are even more powerful and defining… [They] have created an extraordinary sound document which is so poignant in these troubled times and which will remain enlightening for much longer." – Backseat Mafia
"We live in sand is an emotionally weighty album, though it’s also one in which the Lebanese duo manage to find beauty in the darkness. Though much of the LP deals in an electronic strain of dream pop, its most impactful moments are often the ones in which its sounds are obscured by reverb and distortion. The album’s title track is perhaps the most potent example, its warbling shimmers crackling with soft static as vocalist Julia Sabra’s sorrow-tinged (and slightly—albeit enchantingly—overmodulated) words channel the 4AD archives as they exude a kind of pained elegance." – Shawn Reynaldo/First Floor
"With dark minimalism orchestrated from the bottom of the vortex, if We live in sand doesn’t reduce you to tears, then you’re probably hollow inside. The best art often comes from the darkest places; the same ones many of us will never encounter." — Sun-13
"There’s an uncompromising authenticity to the album, presenting each track as a visceral interpretation of mourning. Amidst the starkness, hope could easily seem lost. Yet the album’s most powerful moments emerge in subtle but striking sparks of defiance and resilience; and that, in itself, is a form of hope." – SceneNoise
"Over a decade of collaboration, producer Fadi Tabbal and singer-songwriter Julia Sabra have sculpted a sound that is both melancholic and radiant: a haunting palette of reflection, collapse and resistance that keeps developing in their new album We live in sand." — Le Guess Who?
"The provisional nature of life in a country touched by war has infused all of Snakeskin’s music with an urgent beauty, made of dream-state laments, elegiac organ drones and the glitch and glitter of electronic pop beats." – Dusted Magazine
"This time there's no escape," goes Snakeskin’s “October Sun,” the lead single from their third album We Live In Sand. A looped vocal motif and elegiac organ circle around Julia Sabra’s otherworldly voice as she sings of ringing drones and ominous echoes. Since their inception, the Lebanese duo’s music has served as a kind of real-time archive of their country's turmoil. We Live In Sand is their darkest, rawest release yet — written in October 2024, just as the Israeli war on Gaza fully spread to Lebanon and finally reached Beirut.
The band’s 2022 self-titled debut was shaped by the aftermath of the Beirut port explosion. They Kept Our Photographs (2024) was written in the early months of the war on Gaza. But on We Live In Sand, the violence is no longer at a distance. It is here, now. The war has reached their doorstep.
There is no soft entry point this time. Opener “Ready” begins mid-collapse: fractured, glitchy, elemental. Fadi Tabbal’s production cracks and rumbles like tectonic plates, while Sabra sings through autotune — ethereal, almost post-human: “There’s life inside my bones". It’s a stunning paradox — a song about birth, caught in the middle of destruction. Hope, fragile and flickering, seeps through the rubble. Snakeskin has always thrived in extremes, but here the contrast is sharpened to a knife’s edge.
Second single “Blindsided” delivers the record’s poppiest —and perhaps most devastating— moment. The album’s central thesis can be found in the chorus: "How to love in the face of this death?" The duo consistently mine new ways —lyrical and musical— to reflect the duality of their reality. The inescapable darkness and the unwavering love. The bleakness and the beauty.
The record’s second half moves into deeper, darker waters. “Olive Groves” and “Black Water” are sparse, mournful incantations — too haunted for full sentences. Sabra has grown increasingly adept at squeezing vivid imagery and meaning from succinct lines. Tabbal's production is equally evocative, from the 80s-melancholic-pop of “The Fear” to piano dirge “In The Pines”. Indeed, Pitchfork described his most recent solo album, I Recognize You From My Sketches, as “his most texturally diverse record yet.”
The title track recalls the duo’s earliest collaborations: minimal, nursery-rhyme-like, haunting. “There was a boy / hair white as chalk / who went to bed / beneath the rocks.” By the time closer “In the Pines” arrives, there is no resolution. Only smoke, ruin, and the sound of crickets. “I thought I was fine,” Sabra sings — the kind of line that lands hardest when everything has already been lost.
Where They Kept Our Photographs ended on a hopeful note, We Live In Sand is resolute in its realism. It’s Snakeskin at their most urgent, and their most essential — bearing witness to impossible events. What it feels like to wait, to love, to grieve, and to keep living while the world falls apart. Thankfully, Snakeskin persevere, sending us ever more affecting transmissions from the archive.
“The album reaches deep emotional depths by tempering dream pop's sweet-natured reverie with experimental snarl” – Resident Advisor on They Kept Our Photographs
