Now you come for me dear, at last.
Now I'll pay for my sins, at last.
Home we go, oh, I reckon ya know by know,
I'm entitled to the sweat of my brow.
I can't breathe, could you, watch over me, could be
that my skin will burn and make me chaste.
Flee to me, 'cause I, love to watch you trip, then I'll
fuck it up with pile of words once more.
God bless this mess of mine,
cripplin' chaos built its own shrine.
Change me to, oh, silent seer, stun me,
don't wanna have any will to be sane.
Well it's bound for lovers to part, when
ghosts start awaking in their bed,
and the apparition fills you with painful dread,
fiercely losing grip to your heart.
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
The debut EP from Tokyo group re:lapse delivers four gorgeous shoegaze songs, with billowing clouds of guitar cradling far-off vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2021
Ottawa duo Paragon Cause craft songs that occupy the space between goth and dream pop, with sublime melodies drifting in guitar haze. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2021
The Seams' jangly pop is full of lovely melodic twists and elegant turns-of-phrases delineating the quotidian details of love and romance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2018