Sunlight spills through a window—dust above the bed shakes the dust out of my head and I'm back again. Back in time, back in mind, to a place I don't know how I got there. Then the dust settles on the bed, and all I'm left is sunlight in the reverie of the dark. It lingers, half remembered, I breathe... See I've collected sins like beachglass plucked from rougher sands. They exist as whispered secrets to remind me who I am, when I find myself off course, in wilder wood, teeth bared, howling loud, up to no good. All I have to do is reach inside and touch the glass against my fingertips—if I'm to die let it be with weighted pockets, half remembered. It's easy in a dream to lose your way, but there's hope you wake up in the morning and everything's the same it was before.
Not a live album, and not far away from being bloody brilliant. Jack M. Senff is a musical genius, and this slab of whimsical indie pop is utterly charming. davekillcountysmith
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022
A pop-punk compilation benefitting the beloved Club 85 venue in Hertfordshire, UK, featuring contributions from 32 bands. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2020
This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2019
I love mom jeans. It immerses myself in those unforgettable feelings and makes me weep, and I smile as the trumpet starts to play. How wonderful. zhangzhanglang