there's not much left of the building where i
went to pre school
there's not much left of the good old days
they died with patience
there's not much left of the playground where i
broke your collar
there's not much left of the sand pit or the
elevator
no i don't need your sarcasm, boy
need your attention
no i don't need your invitation
need your affection
but i don't chose, and least of all i care
and i don't know, cause i don't live here
there's not much left of the garden
where i killed 10 ants
there's not much left of the notes we wrote
despite our parents
there's not much left of that lemonade stand
by the corner
there's not much left of the structure fire
off of bouton
no i don't need your apology, boy
need your reaction
no i don't need your solemn company
need your affection
but i don't chose, and least of all i care
and i don't know, cause i don't live here
Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022
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