I've been warned that if I don't hold on tight
That I would bleed it out
And though I've kept hold of many things
Be sure I've changed my grip
To manage I confess
Been told of many wondrous things
Yet still I can't decide
Between this heart and head of mine
There lay a great divide
Before I'm taken off somewhere
within a dream at night
And if I wake while in midair
I hope that I would find
Where your head lay that night
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This is the first album I found that really spoke to me as a young fem.
From the simplicity, the bass drum, specifically in landfill is so steady and soothing. I love landfill because it perfectly portrays trauma bonds, sexual or romantic relationships rooted in power imbalance. Being led on, unrequited love, constantly being clueless if someone is a real friend, or a lover. Are they yours or are they ruthlessly rogue. Untameable. Love and hate are such similar feelings, and they often mingle. clementinehatepageichangedmymind
A hushed and low-lit EP from this Melbourne musician, where dreamlike melodies drift across a bed of tender guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 19, 2023
Delicate and personal folk-pop from Castle Theater: honest observations and reflections presented as thoughtful, well-written miniatures. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 4, 2022