It’s just one more fact to swallow
And it’s such a bitter pill
We are born tough acts to follow
And I guess I never will
Say I’m in it for endorphins
Say that’s all I’ll ever be
If I’m good enough for you
I’m more than good enough for me
So here we go
I’ve been this way before and
I’ve been past your door and
Kept on walking
In a circle again
And I don’t kiss and tell except
In utter solemnity
With someone who can accept
What should be condemned in me
And when I get all verklempt
My cleverest hopes expire
I cannot afford contempt
For anything that’s desire
I attempt from love’s sickness
To fly in vain
Since I am myself my own fever
Since I am myself my own fever
And pain
Knowing you is something special
I was wholly unprepared
Now my thoughts are all unrestful
And my soul is sick and scared
But I’m better off than I was
When I thought I was content
Though my mind is vain and childish
Empty and without intent
Yet it holds
The thought that love the way you said
you loved could make the whole world
Matter
And everything real
I thought I could put in song
This feeling of shame and awe
Apparently I was wrong
Cos I don’t know its name at all
So here I am I the flesh
Unguarded and all unkempt
With just the desire left
To tell the entire world
I attempt from love’s sickness
To fly in vain
Since I am myself my own fever
Since I am myself my own fever
And pain
credits
from Instead of Sad Songs,
released April 25, 2021
Helena Very - vocals, piano
Eva Lawitts - bass, electric guitar
Chris Krasnow - drums, electric guitar
Juliet Pascal Glazer - violin
engineered and produced by Chris Krasnow and Eva Lawitts, Wonderpark Studios
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