malleus crumbling to the forest in
tally all the places you left to rot into
malleable
an iron pledge of blocking shadows
follicles
of better crease to rip into bed
oh the same places we had
found left dead
inside of the rose tree blues
belted out their truth through true
trickery denies those hammered down lies and
prospects aligned in autonomy
whip and bark in place and none about face
in a dirge the roots begin to curl and dance with me
pray I'll send messages to
heart signed graves
my soul it evaporates
I believe in everything
These banjo instrumentals were recorded outside at night, so the backdrop is full of cricket songs—the perfect accompaniment. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2022
This album from Montreal-based experimental artist Frédérique Roy toes the line between structure and improvisation. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 24, 2023