Pouring all of my self into you.
Now I'm spending all my time hanging high and swaying slowly.
The rafters hold me tight until they break.
Back on the pavement I feel myself shake, whispering:
No one knows where I've gone,
They never saw me leave.
Including myself,
Like death in the breeze.
The ground begins its Ascension.
I often forget what that's like and what you're like.
Returning to where I've never been,
It all continues to pour out of the ether, a great white nothing.
Market makes blissful bedroom pop for anxious times, spooling together lo-fi textures and auto-tuned instruments with urgency and detail. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 16, 2020
Market, from Melbourne, fuse soul and chillwave on a wonderfully woozy song with rubbery guitars & breathy harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 19, 2020