Now you take the lead it’s all yours
Show your best step
Hair tossed back dress wound tight
It’s all yours tonight
Soaked in pure black sea we bleed light
like wine-drunk fireflies
Scuffmarks on the floor in circles
You always wanted more
There can you see that bridge is so far
Your hands slip through mine to ruin
all I have left
Heiress to the storm you drift off
and live only in my mind
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
Tom Heyman documents life in San Francisco circa 2023, refusing to succumb to easy characterization & instead capturing the city’s nuance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2023