Sunday sun, it doesn't mean I wake you up
A cup of black coffee and nothing to write home about
Morning comes and I walk with my tired eyes, there’s no end in sight
Sunday sun, it doesn't mean I hang around
A cup of black coffee and, there's nothing to write home about
Morning comes and I walk with my tired eyes, there’s no end in sight
Bradley, Bradley are you sober today?
And I can't talk to you at all, at all
I hit my head against the wall, for you
And I can't talk to you at all
Bradley, Bradley, are you sober?
Bradley forgets all about me
Morning comes and I walk with my,
With my tired eyes
Shoegaze ist die Kunst des Dröhnens, doch „Everything Is Alive“ setzt diese Elemente nur sparsam ein. Statt Hall- und Zerr-Sounds aufzutürmen, schäumt die Musik in feinen Bläschen über.
https://tortue.substack.com/i/140348114/slowdive-everything-is-alive-dead-oceans Daniel Welsch
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