peeling insects off the windshield of your headspace
some leave a crater where they crashed into your airbase
some groups will splatter all at once
it can take some time to clean
it can take some elbow grease
or nearly everything
ancient prophecy foretold we're prone to heartbreak
despite that omen you've been flattened like a pancake
you read the scripture more than once
but broken hearts were waiting in the wings
it can take some hypnotherapy
or nearly everything
build a castle that you never have to leave
nearly everything
you're never damaged goods if no one's there to see
nearly everything
after too much wear and tear from bearing crosses
it's only fair to try to hide and count your losses
we can always build a home
on the moon we're never seen
we can forgot the hardest parts
or nearly everything
build a castle that you never have to leave
nearly everything
you're never damaged goods if no one's there to see
nearly everything
build a castle that you never have to leave
nearly everything
you're never damaged goods if no one's there to see
nearly everything
like in a crater, on a moonscape
nearly everything
in a crater, on the moonscape
nearly everything
An old bedroom pop favorite out of the UK. Goes on a real journey from folk to synthpop and outdoes itself as it goes. LOVE "Skipmaid," "Girl From Barri Island," "Nest Longs to Play Cricket" GLAT
Often dark and bleak but often quite shimmery and beautiful. Literally goes well with nature. Favorites: "Cardboard", "Panna a Netvor", "Gilroy" and "A Wilderness." It gon' haunt you! GLAT
Boston post-punk outfit Junk Ranchers broke up in 1986 before this, their debut album, was released; darkly melodic, it's a long-lost gem. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 22, 2020