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"You’re kind, but you’re not simple / By now I think I know the difference."
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Kishi Bashi’s sophomore record, Lighght (pronounced “light”), will be released May 13. The cover art looks like the cover of a Jehovah’s Witness magazine. We still love you, Kishi Bashi (although we pray you’re not actually a Jehova’s Witness).
"Gold and amethyst / Every path a new way to exist / Wind whipping through the naked trees / I’m planted in the ice and snow / My thoughts are with the things below / A change is coming, but it’s coming slow / Feeling like there’s no one at all who cares about me / Seems like there’s no one at all who’s speaking for me"
"Bones crack, curtains drawn / On my back and she is gone / Somewhere else I do not know / Time will tell and I will go / These are the words we use to say goodbye / These are the words we use to say goodbye / I will wait, take a turn / Sort it out, let it burn / Empty out empty drawer / In my pockets there’s nothing more / These are the words you use to say goodbye / These are the words we use to say goodbye"
I Can’t Live Without My Mother’s Love by Sun Kil Moon
The release of Sun Kil Moon’s sixth album couldn’t be more timely. I really don’t need to say much, except that Mark Kozelek captures perfectly the struggle that me and my siblings are going through now. While he’s only imagining and anticipating the pain he will go through, I’m living his words.
"My mother is seventy five / One day she won’t be here to hear me cry/When the day comes for her to let go / I’ll die off like a lemon tree in the snow/When the day comes for her to leave / I won’t have the courage to sort through her things / With my sisters and all our memories / I cannot bear all the pain it will bring"
"That there, that’s not me / I go where I please / I walk through walls / I float down the Liffey / I’m not here / This isn’t happening / I’m not here, I’m not here / In a little while / I’ll be gone / The moment’s already passed / Yeah, it’s gone / I’m not here / This isn’t happening / I’m not here, I’m not here / Strobe lights and blown speakers / Fireworks and hurricanes / I’m not here / This isn’t happening / I’m not here, I’m not here"
"Somebody, please hear me / My hand can’t hold a cup of coffee / My fingers are weak, things just fall away / Inside I’m young and pretty / Too many things unfinished / My very breath taken away / Doctor you’re no magician and I am no believer / I need more than faith can give me now"