Binge watch the inside of your eyelids
Flip flop between the damage I did
Do I seem anxious now? If not, how do I seem?
I don’t know what it means to you
But I know how it works on me
I laugh myself to sleep beneath the full moon
Drinking in the antidote all night
Like I’m allergic to the sound of passersby
Who view my slumber as a means
To keep from calling out their crimes
Lilac, this comforting comforter
Pitch black as though you’ve just been murdered
I’m irresponsible, and unresponsive too
I don’t know what it means to me
But I know how it works on you
Never once a need to be brave
When you’ve got two feet in the grave
And don’t it make you wish you were
A million miles away from the ground
I’m counting up and up, ascending through a dream
I don’t know what you’re on
But that shit doesn’t work on me
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