The key won't slide in the cavernous zero
Of precious lotions
And bracelets of silver and gold
They're told
Of pipes that whistle
Of little known summer shine
Voices in riddles
Plagues of mankind
And my woman endows slightly in key
Expanded glands
And noise in your throat
A gargling sound echoes the ground
A wet mess on the floor
The sky cannot look down
I listen to geckos
Because they grip every sound
A voice in the mirror makes a cracking boy
I'm busy you know
Ears turn around
Ears turn around
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024