I was listening to a lot of Joanna Newsom and trying very hard to believe in the possibility of my own happiness as an atheist.
lyrics
the air outside is cold, unworn and new
your hair’s alive, it stands and it salutes
and all at once you know just what to do
you can save every hard-hearted knave all bent and blue
forgive them all
slowly, so slowly, so slow
lean against the wall
and think only of how lonely this stone be if you won’t see your clothes streaked by earth and cold sleet
and soul sing louder (be serious about happiness)
than flame and gunpowder (be serious about happiness)
taking aim at the glowering silence (be serious about happiness)
of mustachioed minds
Plinky shoegaze-inflected guitar rock confronts the world with both nihilism and hope on the sophomore release Philadelphia band Knifeplay. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 1, 2022