I’ve come a long way since construction paper hallways
I’m a pallbearer always carrying the casket
Get thrown off the scaffolding
Yes i’m a mad acting bastard and thank you for asking me
I laugh at the wrong times, lead with the wrong rhymes
One foot ahead but four behind, until i go the whole nine
I’m on the search for worldly mystique
But there’s vultures perched above me, i’m perceptively weak
I’m at the peak of a mountain of forgotten renown
Sound of my voice echoing down to the town on the ground
Reverberating through your speakers
Sometimes i think i’d rather watch my life unfold from sitting in the bleachers
my outlook’s bleak, i’m like a beached sea creature
And they’d rather see me leashed than extended beyond my reach
Emotion leaked, somewhere between the numbers and the figures
My Rapunzel let me down, as i stumbled through the rigors
I found a home among the jungles and the rivers
Where i blend into the background like i’m just another ninja
I built a room around the elephant
Tell me i’m out of my element, like it weren’t already evident
I know this, unnoticed, is no impediment
Man if i were in my element, my songs would be irrelevant
Wonderfully absurdist pop songs that manage the tricky balance of humor and hookiness—The Exquisite Corpse as ’60s pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 4, 2022
The regenerative beauty of the natural world is again the focus of New Mexico artist Heather Trost's shimmering home studio psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 20, 2022
Henry Terepka (as Henry Grant), also of the psych-pop group Zula, moves into smooth sophisti-pop territory as he steps out solo. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2021