Life on your own has proven to be mostly terrifying
You never know what kind of risk you’ll take by even trying
To crack your shell you must be crazy but that still seems fitting
Your private hell, a balance of foraging and sitting
Now you want what you want
Now you don’t, now you got it
But it pays to let go of today when you’ve shot it
And now I’m watching goodbyes
Like the cellophane in use, averting your eyes
I’m watching goodbyes
Like the misery we feel when somebody dies
Chalking it down to one more day of rambling in circles
Fucking around, holding your breath until you’re turning purple
There’s nothing gleaned
From being discontent from discontentment
Some more caffeine should clear your mind of the resentment
I can’t swing it, ooh, I can’t swing it
I only ever wanted to believe in you
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