Oh, Joan of Arc, it wasn't fair. You had to cut your sweet brown hair. When you tried to trim it DIY, you swiped the scalp, but didn't cry. You just sheared it off and looked like a guy, but you took it like a martyr.
And I remember that poem of yours about Anton Webern under the stars, and the one about the girl who lost some weight, misplaced it like a china plate. Oh Joan, why did you go and do the same when you lost your temporal body?
Now you're ashes at the stake. I hope they distribute you across some mountain lake. You were the savior of the French, carving their verse on some old park bench with a Sharpie pen. Oh, what a wrench that that awkward laugh you laughed is gone for good. Well, at least you've got your green saint hood. Oh, won't you be my patron saint?
ADVRB is Andrew Barton, my frequent producer. His stuff is all great earnest jangling wonder, and the new demo has some real kick to it (and is about his and my high school romance.) Pegasissy
Will and I were pals in college. His songs and playing are so excellent and beautifully composed, and feel to me like going for a foggy walk in a Carhartt jacket. Pegasissy
Buoyant songs that summon the spirit of New Orleans, with beautifully bleary brass, light up the latest from Annabelle Chvostek Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2021
Tender acoustic songs built on folk & guitar intermingle with field recordings from the small town of Blue Diamond, Nevada. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 20, 2021