One face, ten billion faces
scattered in a yearbook, torn to pieces
after one long night of being by myself
One thought, a thousand follow
too numb to number them
It all seems like one big blur
One time and then its done
No one to hold, no one to love
but pinatas are now an option
One day is barely enough
to fix all the frustration I'll face in my life
so I bide my time til the feelings right
by then I've wasted life, created my own vice
Now I shake my fist in anger at myself
I've never felt so pure, the time that I've endured
has allowed me to seek home out of this shell
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024
Percussionist and sound artist Riccardo La Foresta joins musician and producer James Ginzburg for a fluid collaborative experiment. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024