winter, winter
emeraldine descent
winter, winter
show me your assent
glossing over
the body of the text
the spring will show
the leaves all dead
whisk me away
though we know it's too late
(summer drained the grass)
this could be our great escape
undulate
(the emeralds turned grey)
the veins grow too great
for the blood to concentrate
and by then you'll be miles away
(but the rain is miles away)
so whisk me away
take me away
eventually the autumn sun will come
and then we'll run away
to make our great escape
supported by 16 fans who also own “The Drought (The Body)”
Takes me back to my high school classroom during the days of binging Inio Asano's old manga scanlations before anything was licensed. At that time, I was discovering many kinds of Asian shoegaze, but I've never heard anything like this. Makes me think of Pasteboard, Supecar, and Midnight Pingpong a bit, and it's funny bc the first two I listen have blue album covers too. Lu
supported by 15 fans who also own “The Drought (The Body)”
the powerful instrumentals contrasted against the soft unconfident vocals. like a deep yearning for affection but you dont know how to ask. like a love you feel slipping away but youre powerless to stop it. every time i start it i feel like i cant stop. a must have for my collection. skeletalsexing
Collaborating remotely with 12 songwriters from all over the world, Kim Edgar emerged with a work of striking art pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 11, 2023