Walk in the dark along a cracked path of roots and moonlight
You tell a story, a piano player and her missing key
We rest at the edge of a clearing filled up by our hidden words
That night was carved in to the curve of my bones
Is this happening, happening, happening?
I should have been your voice tonight
Hear the plaster pound
When the love you gave in the cool of the glade
Won't come round
I should have been your wings tonight
No longer earthbound
When the love you gave in the cool of the glade
Won't come round
Ivory said "I seem to have lost my middle C"
She tore up the house and then herself for disturbing peace
Later she sat at her ebony bench with the cushioned top
Unable to play, she felt her audience
Slip away, slip away, slip away
I should have been your voice tonight
Hear the plaster pound
When the love you gave in the cool of the glade
Won't come round
I should have been your wings tonight
No longer earthbound
When the love you gave in the cool of the glade
Won't come round
Taking a holiday from your sounds, only mine
Under this bed of gold, I will rise, give it time
Terry Venemous is releasing new music every 3 weeks this year. His latest EP is sumptuous art pop with a wry sense of detachment.
Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2024
A revved-up reinterpretation of traditional Portuguese music, exploring various folkways through the lenses of jazz, pop, and electronic. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2024
Self-producing for the first time, the Minneapolis band create a fully rounded vision of their whimsical indie dance music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 19, 2024
This creative San Francisco guitar band melds trip hop, krautrock, My Bloody Valentine-esque noise, and jangle pop hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 19, 2024