Pipes of an organ that will whistle forever
Haunt me and steal my sleep
Treble and roaring your melodies so steady
Unflinching and unseen
Don't cha touch my hands or I'll fall again
Again I will fall ill
Oh purple mountain I hike you forever
Or till I run out of days
Upside down and broken I see my presence fading
A failure in every way
Twas not long ago that my door was closed
And yes I miss it still
If you say you're leaving you better be damn certain
Don't walk back the pledge you made
I always say you perfect and myself pagan
But we're not so different these days
So with bloody hands you will cut again
Through the weeds of guilt
They can take it slow right down to the bone
Thank G-d for the thrill.
Avi Buffalo had a hand in producing this cassette of Lowpines' serene, self-described "Lo-fi-Anglo-Americana pop songs." Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2016
Entirely analog, lush melodic pop with a tender heart from L.A. artist Human Barbie sounds bigger than the bedroom project it is. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2020