He takes his dinner in the bath
Love sickened and infirmed
The orderly found him there
Fileted on the marble stairs
Hat still in hand
His smoking remains
Blown out by a kiss from the Sunday scene
Sunday soon Sunday soon someday soon
Someday, someday, someday
His eyes are closed his mouth has named her rosary her lips and tongue
She is the centrifuge that throws the spies from the sun
The Sistine Chapel dated with the gattling gun
Someday soon
Oh the meadows set on him
Move like starlings of the clearing and tenor of a foggy tongue
The force field round his frosty hips
Whose shape recalls the wicked spade
That buried him but on his lips the last rites of man
Someday soon
Melancholic and energetic in equal parts, this album continues the trend of no New Pornographers album sounding the same. It's shaping up to be one of my favorites. heavydraws
I just started listening to this album today and am IN LOVE! Every track is perfect.
I'm slightly sad I didn't start listening to boygenius until but happy to be a fan of their music <3 lissie_a
Irish singer-songwriter Sarah E. Cullen bares her heart over pastoral folk arrangements enshrouded in a dream-pop haze. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 29, 2021
Written as she was coping with an auto-immune disease, the new EP from Rachel Angel offers hushed, silvery ’50s-style Americana. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 23, 2020