I was the lost you found straightening
The countertop in a cellophane visor
You were the guard on guard at any given time
Now take a look at who looks wiser
Let's go to your big American party
Rehab bracelets and trays of cocaine floating by me
When you're ready for a dance just come on and find me
I was disarmed, mentally I mean
Literally, I was armed to the teeth
You were beside yourself, eyes widening
With only methadone underneath
We were the sun combined as one
At least that's what the pill I popped told me
You were alarmed, oh so alarmed
But I messed up the message and took you as holy
Tom Snowden, from Alice Springs, Australia, turns in six soft, Arthur Russell-y covers of favorites from Björk, Kylie Minogue, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 11, 2020
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Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022