I am a medicine man
Bring me your colors and I’ll fix them for you
When in the ground you said “I’m Sorry”
Ripped into pieces
I am not okay with this she says
Your hands are on my thighs again
Do I posses the strength
To tear off half your face
Before you do me in
I’m not a medicine man
Don’t bring me your colors just to fix them
When in the ground you said you’re sorry
This is the first album I found that really spoke to me as a young fem.
From the simplicity, the bass drum, specifically in landfill is so steady and soothing. I love landfill because it perfectly portrays trauma bonds, sexual or romantic relationships rooted in power imbalance. Being led on, unrequited love, constantly being clueless if someone is a real friend, or a lover. Are they yours or are they ruthlessly rogue. Untameable. Love and hate are such similar feelings, and they often mingle. clementinehatepageichangedmymind
A moody, enveloping record from Zane Coppard, where dense and intricately crafted atmospheres cradle yearning vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2021
Pickle Darling looks to the sky on sweet, outer space-inspired LP, elevating their bedroom pop prowess further than ever before. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 25, 2021