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Notos

Constellations

Boreas

A Whisper and a Sigh

Battle of Olympus (Remastered 2021)

Astronomy

Aphrodite

Welcome to the melancholic anthem of being a fresh immigrant and a dreaming musician at the same time. "Glass Doors" is a chaotic amalgamation of dark post-punk guitar chops and jangly dream pop
cascades, dipping the hijaz scale into airy alternative rock.

paō - Glass Doors

Song 4 of 10 of The Mechanism's Tales To Be Told Volume 2 album

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04 Actaea and Lyssa - The Mechanisms

messages on clementine rinds 
for once in my life i don't know how to feel 
you taste like pennies 
and that's alright with me 

the both of us are breathing 
in each other's ears 
our secrets speak different languages 
still your whisper's clear 

with you i feel grapefruit juice 
running in my blood 
i'm just a little confused 
what to think of us 

am i dreaming 
is it even you 
cassiopeia 
kiss me blue 
like the dragons in the parking lot 
ever heaving, flames and then exhaust 

constellate our fears with cinnamon sticks 
let's connect the stars 
help me hold the heavy parts of a heart 
feel me from afar 

many moons of waiting on a steady sun 
now i freeze in fear 
merge our fingernail horizons 
swear you'll catch my tears 

maybe sometime you can teach me 
how to hold on to your hand 
maybe next time when i'm bleeding 
i can call across the sand 

and when the ocean takes the lipstick from my face 
might you be there 
and as i'm walking empty steps in place 
will you hear my prayer 

am i dreaming 
is it even true 
cassiopeia 
show me what i'm meant to do 
like the angels in the submarine 
we hold water with our weighted wings


from Rind + Seed
Gaia Ramsdell - violin 
Anjali Madhok - lyrics, vocals, keyboard, production

Rind + Seed

Cassiopeia

Go Farther In Lightness

Achilles Come Down

Being So Normal

Alrighty Aphrodite

Big God

"CALIGULA" LYRICS:

The emperor awoke today 
His golden curls in disarray 
Fever swole his holy brain 
He barely got one sandal laced 

Before he stumbled to the door 
His guards asleep there on the floor 
Stepping down the marble hall 
He braced his arm against the wall 

And all around him bounced the morning light 
All that he could smell was his own skin 
That’s when it hit him 
Like Jove’s lightning 

He said I want to be selfish 
I want to be selfish 
I have held myself upside down 
Like a purse above a crowd 
I feel all emptied out 
And I want to be selfish 

I want to be 
I want to be 
Three black snakes in an olive tree 
And I want to be a charioteer 
With a tattoo on each bicep 
I want to be 
I want to be 
The tallest wave in the Ionian Sea 
Oh, senators, are you hearing me? 
Write this down, you better write this 
Down 
Write this down, you better write this 
Down 

I awoke today to see 
A Caligula in me 
Reclining against my spleen 
Sweating, shouting, shivering 
And all day long, I keep him nice and small 
All night long, he works at growing tall 
That’s when he gets his 
Song in my head 

It goes I want to be selfish 
I want to be selfish 
I have held myself upside down 
Like a purse above a crowd 
I feel all emptied out 
And I want to be selfish 
I want to be selfish 
I have held myself upside down 
Till nothing more came out 
I feel all emptied out 
And I want to be 
I want to be....
I want to be selfish

Recorded at Grand Street Recording in Brooklyn, NY 
Engineered By Jake Lummus 
Written By Alexia Antoniou 
Produced and Arranged by Mike O'Malley
Album Art by Lena Chandhok

CREDITS
Alexia Antoniou - Guitar, Marxophone, Vocals 
Mike O'Malley - Bouzouki, Piano, Mandocello, Percussion, Vocals 
Sam Weber - Bass 
Derek Swink - Drums 
Jeremy Aaron - Violin 
Jon Freeman - Vocals 
Paul Ryan - Vocals

Caligula

Apollo/Highway

Apollo

"Achilles" is the first single off of Spinster's self-titled debut album. Recorded at Lunar Manor Studios by Brine Webb with Spenser Powers, Tremaine Wade and Branden Palesano. Lyrics and vocals by Joanna Babb. Cover photo by Madison Rae Jones.

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