i take each hand
each hand of the hardened
onto the barge
sometimes they dance
they dance without music
the song in their arms
and they curse themselves
heading to harbor
ashamed of their own inner music
and then twilight comes
they come to the waters
to gather the corn of their spirits
they are the soul
and i take them across
i take them across
for they are the soul
nightly i row
with my eyes on the rock
i take them across
the poor of my city
i take them across
a river of veils
to gather the corn
and to dance without music
i’m taking the poor
the poor of my city
in my hands
Dreamy indie rock a la Duster/Sparklehorse with interesting with dynamic shifts and subtle hooks to keep things moving along. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 23, 2024
Miranda Winters of Melkbelly assembled an all-female band for this solo LP of alt-rock rippers chronicling youth decay and adult complexity. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 23, 2024