Time won’t tell what we will do to heal each others’ wounds
And my own hell is fixing to come back with evens offering odds
With combinations quick, fulfilling
All I want is something that I don’t know that I need yet
I just failed to see the inner message bearing hopes to come
Across the rope bridge I’ve been building
This is where I open my eyes and I don’t know why
This is where I look at your face and it says nothing
Up the hill is where I hope to meet the miser I know
Climb the wind if only to play dumb with something
Just like knowledge fighting for that past to hear me
Soon enough it could be time to turn the tides toward myself
Until then the message ringing clear is always within earshot
All the living creatures fear me
When you see something good you doubt it
You walk right past and don’t think about it
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
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023
Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022