When i try to tell you apart they seem low
maybe i can float
when we try to tear them apart we seem low
and the river won't hold us
There are some leaves in the carpet
there are needs that aren't tactics
like the way that a sheep gets caught in her roots
or how we call to the blind dogs
and spit my load at rope
tying laces to the bleachers
making arrow cut the flowers from her prize
and i need around the house moping
for the smallest crowd
The tree out there holds the old world
like the larks washed ashore
and the leash i'm waiting for
and the sound of the blinds being pulled too hard
how the foot moves in a draw
or when you start moving farther and farther from town
Bringing me to my bend
With the ways of an alligator's mouth
being torn from inside
Straddling the threshold between studio performance and digital technique; the NYC artist applies "fake jazz" principles to synthpop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
A collection of tracks from the singer and multi-disciplinary artist's 111 collaboration series, featuring KMRU, Laraaji, and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024