This song is part of an ongoing 365 song calendar. It commemorates the date Feb. 9th.
lyrics
All of a sudden, I hear the house
expanding outward
and the piercing yellow
roundness of that
sound is like a friend
rising to meet me.
I guess that means the drugs are kicking in.
My limbs are wooden, but I still
drag them through the blue,
incessant hissing weathered luminescence
of an early Februrary morning
I feel so moved
to press the world against my skin
Oh I get so worried about the future
And I know that's real,
I know that's real...
I know that's real...
I know that's real...
I know that's real...
but the more I try to prepare myself
the more I spin my wheels
And while I'm spinning
the seasons change around me
they go from
bright metallic pink
to pale pea green
to winter white.
And I'm grateful to be here.
Grateful to the women in my life.
Henry Terepka (as Henry Grant), also of the psych-pop group Zula, moves into smooth sophisti-pop territory as he steps out solo. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2021
Wonderfully absurdist pop songs that manage the tricky balance of humor and hookiness—The Exquisite Corpse as ’60s pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 4, 2022