oh! to be held in stillness and warmth
my ears below the bath water i start to hum
cuz i feel her like a pulse in a cut on my thumb and i hear you brushing
i hear you brushing your tongue
she stayed around for hours- my dishonesty
and still i wanna keep you- my hypocrisy
how we'd match our breath in the upstairs room
and we'd hold together 'til i smelled like you
but now it smells like i stepped in it
smells like i stepped in it
shit surprise
Laurie wraps her lips around a boiled egg
i can hear her jaw pop while I'm 10 inching the bread
the record came out but it didn't come through
i went back to getting parsley and cilantro confused
if you're gonna do it you have to know how
and i thought i'd grow up to love you by now
sometimes it smells like i stepped in it
smells like i stepped in it
shit surprise
To me, this emotes a similar feeling as when I listen to Gillian Welch, AA Bondy, or Charlie Crocket, not necessarily from a "sound" or even "style/genre" perspective, but more so just the timelessness that I feel when I listen to Dean on this record. I can't imagine that it won't always be on my most-loved LP rotation. Mike T
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Sierra Ferrell's music is the nectar that drips from vocal chords of angels on ecstacy and percocet, dripping with honey, and smelling of grandma's brownies. It has been proven to "cure what ails ya", and it temporarily wards off the existential dread that is slowly encompassing us all. Don't let the absurdity of our existence get you down. Listen to Sierra Ferrell instead.
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