i cough till it feels like my lungs have turned inside out. it's funny how you never know how much is too much until you've had it. i'm definitely 3.5 times done with whatever it is that i'm doing right here, but isn't that just supposed to be fun?
i'm probably screwing something up right now, unless everyone else here is feeling alone.
my cheeks are raw and red from the bitter freezing wind, but the stuffy heated basement air soothes me. no seats left - they're all taken by my "friends." i just stand in the corner, and hope nobody sees me.
i'm probably going to keep doing this... is this what it means to be alone?
minutes and hours fly by as quickly as the years. in that basement floor i see myself: always there, never noticed. day by day i go on and on. time passes without end, but can i fill the void?
the album and the person who started my recording career; one of the most beautifully crafted albums i've ever had the pleasure of listening to. jadeworm
Kristina Moore aka koleżanka's debut is a work of arty soft psych exploring the liminal spaces between urban centers and desert wonderlands. Bandcamp New & Notable May 27, 2021