I once read a poem that said
Ducks don't understand love
And I thought "Well shit, well shit, well shit
What excuse do I have?"
'Cause my pores don't grow feathers
They just grow pimples
And I'm not waterproof
I could drown in a puddle
If you asked me to live outside
Inside of a week I would probably die
I don't eat breadcrumbs for breakfast
I don't even have the motivation to make a sandwich
Much less fly across the continent
On wings and hollow bones
All I have is this useless marrow
And ducks have beaks so they can't kiss
But I have no excuse because I have lips
I have a closet where I hide and close my eyes
Tell myself lies I don't believe
The haunting new record from Canadian folk artist Avi C. Engel bridges old and new traditions with a minimalist approach. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 24, 2024
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023