How is it, with you?
I've worn holes into the soles of my shoes
pouring wax onto the bonnet
shine it up, got it flaunt it
dashing dart shooting star
a wild ride in a wooden cart
etchings worn away by waves
faint but purposefully engraved
bobbing briefly from the shore
what was written, what its for
bee my love
not as good as I wanted
stopped the stream the blood clotted
hung it up now its thrashing
from the tree, legs madly peddling
weak from thirst and weak from strain
this is torture this is pain
of the ways that you could die
not even in my top five
I wish Batrider had their whole discography up. What a fantastic band.
Jan Power. Play it. Listen. Perfectly performed, written and captured. Encapsulates all of my favourite things about this album. Te Whakatā Nei
Four indie-pop reflections on growth and loss from the Australian singer-songwriter, sustained by robust pianos and fervent vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 29, 2024