‘Forebode’

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‘Forebode’
Grow from the dirt that they left you in
‘Eagle Flying in Snow’ (1933).
Woodblock print by Ohara Shōson (Japan, 1877-1945)
Image and text courtesy LACMA.
let’s do this
While this track didn’t seem to fit on Harmlessness, the feeling it evokes seems more appropriate to recent times. The artwork for the song depicts a modern-day Terracotta Army being torn down. It’s unsettling to see the voices of positive change in the community around you get drowned out within a world of dated and regressive ideals. In an effort to help make those voices of change heard, we’re permanently donating all the Bandcamp proceeds from this track to the non-profit and nonpartisan group the ACLU.
Artwork by Dylan Balliett. Recorded and Mixed by Chris Teti at Silver Bullet Studios. Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio.
if flowers can teach themselves how to bloom after winter passes, so can you
Brett Whitley “view of the garden” 1977
George Barbier
Where once I was a daughter Unlucky and full of scars Now I make a good ghost with the sunlight on my skin Grind your teeth and dream about me Picture the sharp objects in your mind then Form them with your mouth and sing in tally marks Offer them up to the dogs letting go Or turn them on yourself By August I will be the queen of chives Feed me forget-me- nots and I'll crown you in clover I will paint your eyes I will do no harm this time Will you wait for me, strawberry boy?
by kAt Philbin