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lyrics
Good morning, fatigue
I remember you fondly
We bathed in the grease on the McDonalds floor
We wanted to jump off the pier at the seaport
Pondering whether we’d been here before
Welcome to Phoenix they scream through the overhead
You’re just lucky you’re tired and not dead
It’s just milk
It’s just milk on the floor
It’s just me and it’s not you anymore
Goodnight to my namesake
At will of an alien lung
Like a cedar tree bent 45 degrees
You are too grand I am shouting at no one
But sweet tender baby the damage is done
Welcome to Phoenix
Nobody’s been killed
So don’t cry my dear over something you’ve spilled
If it’s just milk
It’s just milk on the floor
And it’s just me
And it’s not you anymore
They pull the plug and her spirit ascends and she’s singing to me from on high
I’m in the bathroom seeing how far my two fingers can fit around my thigh
It’s just milk on the floor
It’s just me and it’s not you anymore
The EP that got me into vocal music, got me into Bandcamp, got me into “pop,” odd as it is to say. Just an incredible idea pulled off brilliantly. Excellent mixing, characteristically great production, and all the songs chosen for arrangement lend themselves perfectly. It plays like the relief of a shadow on a hot day; a welcome embrace of contemplative, inevitable, necessary darkness. jammingdevice
honorable mentions for favorite track goes to bloodstream, circle the drain, crawling in my skin, and lucy. this album is so beautiful and it hurts. ilovestealingkneecaps
Swansea Skag cuts a defiant path through indie, writing songs that embrace lo-fi balladry as effortlessly as they do wild experimentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2023
Like "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" and Greg Laswell, this song by Merle Haggard was written to wait almost 50 years for Bridgers to tell us what it really means. Hell of a perfect, tragic arrangement. jammingdevice