I saw you standing with the crowd
Standing against the progression
It started small, it always does
But grew into your obsession
From dawn to dusk you’re out there
Busking for the hate you believe
One day you’ll find the book you based it on
Was built to deceive, what a reprieve
Lift your spirit up to the sky
Can you imagine no autonomy considered your own?
Well, the automatons you glom upon are calling it home
Undoing everything that makes this a remarkable place
You might as well just stamp
Repressiveness all over your face, what a disgrace
You know you own it
All the pushing down you been condoning
From the cradle to the top
The other shoe’s about to drop
And everybody gonna charge in your direction
So you better stand down
Give it up, give it up, give it up, hey
Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up
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