Stepping out on cement and plastic.
Dad had a cancer, he spelled it with a small “c” but I can see the rose of the sunset, reflecting and bouncing all up between the 45 degree roof angles, endless, white, and cheap. Then they are sucked up, by the blacktop, and the whole of the damn thing- this whole thing just struck me-
Australian singer-songwriter explores self-examination, loneliness, and post-pandemic malaise through delicate, empathetic folk pop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 5, 2024