My brother was a wild child
Stealing pennies from the video store and
He left a trail of hairs down the sidewalk
Brightly dyed and disguised
Whole suit of skin live as vinyl
Smelled like candy from miles away ...
I'll treat you like Jesus
I'll comb out your tresses
Dress you up in pink dresses
He says I should shut up
Let 'em yell while I clam up
Oh come on girl, just grow up
You're not meant for this world anyway ...
credits
from FLUKE,
released March 7, 2017
Track art by Ariana Weckstein
The New York songwriter appeals with sunny power chords, but it’s the direct vulnerability that get you in the end. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 25, 2019
Post-punk in the Sonic Youth mold—melody covered by creeping fuzz, anchored by architectural rhythms, with lyrics both abstract and direct. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019