Though I try to remind myself every morning
That I am stretched by leagues, over lakes, in basins deep
Bare land and huddled trees
No great knowing awakes me now
In comforting
No distance longs to be born(e) of
No new longing
Put your fingers in the edges of my eyes
If I've been lost to the self that I defined
And the coldness that you hold will be encompassed by the whole
Bring my fever down and I will feel alright
This hollow way of mine
Is always creeping up behind
Who I hope to hold and welcome into me
but I know better than to hope
For some everlasting whole
I will hold my arms out graciously and blind
about
"In Comforting"
Recorded and produced by Cody Munholland and Paul Kintzing at MTSU and at home
Paul Kintzing - words, singing, instruments
Shelly Lites - singing
Ben Ford - bass
Joe Ford - percussion
Crywank with extra steps. I love these artists and nothing can take away from the fact that they have undeniably wonderful songwriting abilities but they might be better off having a engineer/producer do the recording. Still a fascinating listen with interesting experimentation and more lo-fi than Crywank had ever been. it's got a unique kind of charm to it being as d.i.y as music can possibly get but also holds it back a bit. KaneSeatHeadrestOfTouringAmmos
Traditional folk music and field recordings meld into fascinating long-form sound collages on the new LP from Shovel Dance Collective. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2022