released June 2, 2016
Somehow, it's how I make sense of things
Somehow, without it, the dissonance
Lost, the brushburn world is ringing
Toss and turning, head is spinning
Blood pressuring all this winning
Like static in between
me and everything...
It is not you it's me,
The rug.. beneath my feet
Worlds apart are fleeting
It's not you it's me, the rug beneath my feet
of worlds apart is fleeting, the day, it's eating me
The day's weird shape
I just cannot fake
and all we must say
that gets in the way
I can't make that face today, I can't make that face today...
Oh,we're so inventive
evolvers, incentives
yet so in...senSItive
show me the SENSE in it
The new EP from Steve Gunn pairs the guitarist with Mdou Moctar, Circuit des Yeux, Bing & Ruth, and more for five evocative songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 7, 2022