Kicking flesh, grasping breath, on the edge of your birth
And killer insects and parasites wake up go to work
Get disease just to kill them while they’re sipping your blood
And then you’ve wasted it all to die anyway,
But at least you’ve won
Get a job, fuck your head, make it dead, make it work
Smoke with rats under caps, hearts don’t work, hearts don’t work
They were dead before they hit maternity ward
Can’t be saved and can’t be tamed
Kill ‘em all
Live in planning, live in memory, live in anywhere but now
Stick your smile on with velcro, and never use your real mouth
It’s the rage of our age to only speak with the clothes you wore out
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst
Baker follows up her recent debut album with an Audiotree Live performance during which her powerhouse voice simply shines. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 12, 2016
An easy-to-love combination of emo and jangle pop, the first full album from Spirit Night in eight years feels bathed in a golden glow. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2023