May, the only bugs seems to be these buxom, busy, breeding bees who appear as charmed as we by the flowers on your dress. The evening breeze wears a perfume sweet enough to ask in the room, and warm enough I don't presume it's keeping secrets. It rustles each of these tree's fleece, each of these tall boys, green and obese, with their uncombed hair, humming peace and making me full within. The sun knows only to be serene, and hasn't learned to scream holes in the screen which lines this carriage clean and protects this fresh, moist skin of May.
May, I know I'll lose you. You're only here one inch out of every year, and every time you disappear before I learn how to work your faucets. I wish I could stop these bland etudes and savor---blessed with an aptitude for full-figured gratitude---each second, each stitch on your corset, May.
This is an incredibly Good Psuedo 80s Vibe, Rock ballad album
Worthy of being thrown into an 80s mix and almost fooling someone to think it was written back then sweatytyler
Mostly written & recorded during lockdown, the latest from Oregon group Corvair is big on early ’80s FM rock hooks & power pop charm. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2021
Kaleidoscopic sound from L.A.’s Vinyl Williams, where soft, breathy vocals drift down a neon river of keys, surrounded by sparkling guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 8, 2020
Throwing rationality to the wind, Belgian experimental band the Guru Guru weave a quirky tapestry of post-punk, mathcore, and kraut rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2020