I don't think you understand
Just how easy it is to be a one man band
But why keep writing so many words
When there's only handful that the audience heard?
Put down your pencils and turn in your exams
I'm playing music but I'm also playing all of my fans
And when I'm on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine
You can say I've got a familiar face
But as for the talent, well it all went to waste
'Cause all I do is copy and paste
There's nothing new and exciting
And the melodies I crank out don't seem so inviting
The measures are redundant and poor
It's the same exact beat from 1974
The timing climbs up to a fevered pitch
I'm legendary but I'm mostly just a son of a bitch
And when you pay the cover to get into my sold-out shows
You will marvel at my lack of taste
All the genius before me has now been erased
'Cause all I do is copy and paste
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