I wish you weren't a liar with standards growing higher
This dawn is acting natural with a flair for going home
It seems to me forever is too long a time to weather
And I'm running out of patience to appeal to the unknown
Least on my own, the last thing you'll ever hear
This Kodachrome, the flash blinds
When you carry yourself upwards
Now these thoughts hang down on wires
The land I knew expires
I'm waiting for the meaning to play catch up with my bones
This dawn is young and faithful to appeal to the ungrateful
And it's starting to look better to spend my hours alone
Least on my own, the last thing you'll ever hear
This monotone will slip deeper into the quiet, quiet
These rights and wrong of sighs and songs
Will blast you every day
The red balloons and cheap cartoons
Won't make them go away
But if you can just lighten up and take a modest tone
Then all you fear will end right here
The negative forever overthrown
Least on my own, the last thing you'll ever hear
This megaphone will deliver unto everybody
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