Some sirens never make the charts
But bedroom tracks can still break hearts
I’ll be tired of the next one
Before it even starts
So one and done
Dear God, what have I done
Because this stopped being fun
A long long long long long long time ago
In my first message to Jon since age 19
I claimed to explain everything
But irony could die a thousand deaths
Before I’d tell him anything remotely close to what I mean
So he never did reply
And I don’t care to wonder why
Because I know I still sound like an asshole
Even when I’m trying to apologize
Now I’ll bet he’s glad to have escaped my claws
My minor chords and major flaws
I wanted less a lover than an audience
Less an audience than just the thought of their applause
So sail on back
Sing, o muse, of the names of real people and places
The faces I can’t recognize, the colors of eyes
I never noticed in real life or in the photos
Or the hackneyed, sordid stories we’d entirely forgotten were lies
Sing the stories we’d forgotten were lies
Sing the stories we’d forgotten were lies
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Intimate and unique. This album plays well with a bottle of Syrah crunched up in your finest pair of headphones with candles lit in a steamy bubble bath. sig
supported by 6 fans who also own “Siren's Sound Check”
love it! ditto to everything already said. lots of good melody, a nice pace to it, great songs. a beautiful voice accented nicely by the slide guitar, horns, strings & vocal harmony's. can't stop listening to it.numerous favorite songs. kevinhandran
Philadelphia-based Labrador make unfussy and empathetic alt-country meant to sincerely bolster the downcast in times of strife. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 5, 2023
supported by 6 fans who also own “Siren's Sound Check”
Alvvays has always been great, but with this album they took it to the next level. Every one of these songs is lodged in my brain now, permanently (in a good way). s. moxley