HAD A DREAM ABOUT TOWNES VAN ZANDT
AND HE WAS MADE OF GOLD
BUT HE WAS SO DRUNK
WELL HIS TEETH THEY LOOKED LIKE COAL
ALL ALONG THE WALL LIKE A SUPREME COURT AFFAIR
WERE TWELVE WOODIE GUTHRIES
SHADED BRONZE TO GREY
A METAPHYSICAL CONSOLATION PRIZE
AWARDED TO THE ONE WITH LONLEY EYES
HAIR SO DARK AND MOOD SO BLUE
KINETICLY HOW THE OCEAN IT MOVES
AND THERE'S THAT HIPPY DIPPY BELLY BREATING
WELL I DO IT TIME TO TIME
I TAKE SOLACE IN THE HAPPINESS
FROM THE KINDNESS IN SMILES
AND IT MAY NOT BE JESUS CHRIST
BUT I BELIEVE THERE'S SOME HALF ASSED
WIZARDLY SMOOTH AND SILKY OUT THERE
MAGIC
I FEEL IM JOINING THE RANKS
OF THE DUSTY OLD BOTTLES
THE SAVORY OF CORKS
AND THE DROPS AT THE BOTTOM
I CAN'T CHANGE IN THE WAYS MY SONGS THEY SING
BUT I CAN ALWAYS REDIRECT THEM
IT'S A PERSONAL PRISON
MOVING FROM STAGE TO A BED
TOWN TO A CITY
MOUNTAINS THEN HELL
VISIONS ROAM TO HEAVEN
BUT NEVER KNOWING IF THEY'LL STAY
A ROAD PLOWED IN GRAVEL
HEADED WHERE IT'S PAVED
A SEA SICK GAME OF ROSES
CURTAIN CALLS AND VELVET ROPES
BUT THERE'S NO SEA SAW IN STARDOM
YOU DO, OR YOU DIE, OR YOU DON'T
QUESTIONS MISPERCEPTIONS
LISTS OF THINGS WE'VE GOTTA DO
A REDIRECTION, THE CORRECTION
OF ME AND YOU
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 29, 2020
Durham, NC singer-songwriter Skylar Gudasz makes intimate Americana delivered with dry wit and stunningly precise vocal acumen. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2020