What does one start with
when describing what’s in here
I can’t describe this place
I can’t describe this fear
All I know is that where I lie now
there’s no sound
My senses take in
only natural sin
and the shit I thought grew out
I can’t talk about anything
that lies beneath my chest
I don’t let anyone in
This boy’s not thin
This hurt’s my burden blessed
Why don’t I feel the need
to surround myself with friends
I wonder if I bleed
will i feel anything
‘Cause this hurt’s so deep
It’s under my feet
I’m walking on my pain
There’s nothing left
No one to accept me
but the old familiar strain
All I know is that where I lie now
there’s no sound
My senses take in
only natural sin
and the shit I thought grew out
I can’t talk about anything
that lies beneath my chest
I don’t let anyone in
This boy’s not thin
This hurt’s my burden blessed
I lie here alone satisfied in solitude
I don’t go where they go
I’m not obliged to follow you
I’m a rogue and I’m a punk
I don’t need your sympathy
I’ll dance on my own and I’ll get drunk
Why do i need to share that with somebody
All I know is that where I lie now
there’s no sound
My senses take in
only natural sin
and the shit I thought grew out
I can’t talk about anything
that lies beneath my chest
I don’t let anyone in
This boy’s not thin
This hurt’s my burden blessed
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