Instead of rusted cars, it's old boats in the yard. Why did they bother to fill in the marshes? And this tiny town will slow down till it stops, but I'll keep on. Cos there's only the sound between us, and the long drive north to Anacortes.
Instead of drug addicts, it's just sleepyheads. By ten or eleven, only cats are out. Then by eight AM they're all up again, but we're not, and in my sleep I'll sing. There is only the sound between us, and Mount Olympus up above us.
Now it's i's with hearts and performance art. Now it's only just a show. And I'll drift away as far as Neah Bay, and you'll say, I wish you'd say, and I'll say, I wish I could stay, and we'll try to stay close until I reach the ocean. There'll be only the sound between us, and the great unknown before us.
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