Do you ever really try to find the words? To give a name to the thing that's wrong? Or do you sink in it and let yourself go numb? It's harder to fight something you don't know, something you barely understand. You can't grab hold of fog and cast it out.
You spend your nights now dreaming of escape, of revelation on a Greyhound bus to take you to your saving grace. The best of cowards comes to understand you can fight but not forget. It's a part of you even when you haven't felt it yet.
Splatter of red on a linoleum floor- if it means anything you don't care anymore. You can't even remember what you're fighting for but the growing stain says you've gotta get up again.
It combines all the best aspects each of classical music and songwriting. Sort of a Dear Hunter vibe, but with even more complex and lush orchestrations. Love Underwater
Everything clipping. does sounds different without ever sounding like something other than themselves. Favorite lyric: "Death ain't shit." Favorite piece: setting a piano on fire. Love Underwater
This is just HILARIOUS
Everyone on it gave such an AMAZING performance
and Kevin's final appearance? Took me completly by surprise *cheff kiss* MarlaHectic
Berlin based songwriter Oliver Burghardt tempers avant-garde absurdities with charming anti-folk on his latest as Pink Lint. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 27, 2021