Sometimes you've just got to vent. Sometimes that doesn't add up to a very good song. C'est la vie. That might happen a lot over the next six weeks.
On vacation this week, and all I've got is the ol' Voice Memos on the iPhone, so I can't even gussy this up with production, alas.
lyrics
If you make a stupid rule
You’d better run when it’s your turn
You’d better have the sense it’s time to wait
ain’t no greater satisfaction
watch a hypocrite go down
and I’ll do my part to pull my brothers’ weight
It’s not a damn thing but a game to you
I guess I should’ve known
You’ve burned down everything we sought to save
You couldn’t wait to grab yourself another jeweled crown
She ain’t even cold yet in her grave
If there’s hope left in this town
You’d better sit your ass back down
I still believe that there are
those who fight for law and love
I still believe that arrows can be true
But I swear there’s something missing in
The middle of your heart
Someone drained the last warm blood from you
Cause all I see rage at any shadows in your path
And I wonder what first made you clench that fist
What could have burned your heart to ash
And left a withered root
And all the opportunities you missed
If there’s hope left in this town
You’d better sit your ass back down
No language
No honor
No compass guides
No union
Just you and
the other side
If there’s hope left in this town
You’d better sit your ass back down
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024
Michelle Stodart’s folk music captures hope in melancholy, addressing the transformational aspects of the most challenging times. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2023
Folk artist Josienne Clarke revisits music from her back catalog, infusing these lonesome songs with a new luminosity and drive. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2023