globetrotter
isn't she a breath of the newest sights and frames of reference?
to each strand of her hair, a corresponding longitude
when she speaks from a seasoned throat
she becomes more aware of what she doesn't know
and the stones line up with a force and unified point of view
they call it "true"
the wind and the rain went straight to their brains
and the fear took away the hollowness of blame
all hope pushed aside, they owed it to their minds
to listen to the bird's instinctive lullaby:
"head towards the sun
some ships may follow and some may bear their guns
keep love for everyone
let it speak for the work you've done
the sailors and the stones will go forth with what they know
and the lines they form shall bear no comment or review
on what it means to you"
globetrotter
close your burning eyes and the winds will take a new direction
to each strand of your hair, a corresponding gratitude
no tempest could ever deceive you
from love that wants to receive you
let each destination build upon that old bird's tune
it carries you through
Great, thrashing, melodic indie rock from this Illinois group that juxtaposes sugary vocal hooks with barbed guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2022