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ILO
03:23
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Spending my days trying to claim
No one was seeing any of me
Like I was total, embryonic potential
And zero kinesis
I’d feel my hand at the switch
With my mouth forming, “I lo...”
I’d never stick to a single mode
Of my cutting my heart out
I’d withdraw and hide and cloak
Like I was something to escape
When total inversion
Was a worthy disguise
When I’d try to disappear
The moment I looked in your eyes
Felt your gaze in me
I couldn’t have you try
and fail
to see
With my hand at the switch
Like a closed eyelid in the morning
Like lungs before a breath
With my mouth forming, “I lo...”
And now my foolish threads are pulled
And I know I’m seeing all of you
And we are total embryonic potential
And budding kinesis
And my hand’s at the switch
Watching your closed eyelids in the morning
My lungs draw in a breath
And my mouth is forming
“I love”
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2. |
No Visitors
03:35
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Little girls have smiles long as guts
Hairs that catch the light and glister like blood
And open ears to crawl inside
Whisper rose, whisper summer, whisper lies
Decaying maggots burrow in disguise
With their
Kindness and false hope
Oh, dear
She’s not longed for,
Desired or
Needed
She may be sunken treasure but no one’s ever been holding their breath
Maybe no one out there loves her
It’s half past three on the ward
And still no visitors
Little girls are tied to railway lines
Little girls are little boys(’) to find
And if I’m lost I’m fodder for the tracks
It’s no great loss if a few fall through the cracks
You can love all you want like you might ever be loved back
With your
Kindness and false hope
Oh, dear
She’s not longed for,
Desired or
Needed
She may be sunken treasure but no one’s ever been holding their breath
Maybe no one out there loves her
It’s half past three on the ward
And still no visitors
Half past four on the ward
And still no visitors
Half past five in the morgue
And still no visitors
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3. |
Maria
03:37
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The wine glass slithers down the wall
The cooker’s on but the room is cold
Maria, where’s the girl who swallows lies,
And coughs them up as smiles?
Woozy laughter creeps the halls
Boys giggle loud when there’s something wrong
Maria, how deep did they dig?
Enough for metal in their milk?
Maria, won’t you comfort them?
They bleed you, feed the half that’s his
The girl who cut her tongue to keep
The no’s and stops and whys asleep
Maria, won’t you comfort them?
Maria, can’t you look at them?
His tidal voice erodes her coast
Hands creep on every face but hers
She rises from the tiles like every hemline
She sees the air and chokes on breaths
She hears the boys ebb desperate laughs
They’ll say Maria lost her battle
She’ll say that she won the war
Maria, won’t you comfort them?
They bleed you, feed the half that’s his
The girl who cut her tongue to keep
The no’s and stops and whys asleep
Maria, won’t you comfort them?
Maria, can’t you look at them?
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4. |
10 Feet Tall
02:39
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You will go where you need
Leave to find who you are
I’ve a thousand little vertebrae
To grow you up so far
I’ll sew them under feathers
At the base of your wings
With a kiss to make it better
As I tell you to remember
When it stings
You heal and grow
You used to be so tiny
Now you’re tall as your hopes
You’d fit in the crook of my arm
Now the world’s fitting into yours
I am right on your side
More than I’m on my own
Magnetic north to your compass
When you need to find home
You won’t know me for years
Quite the way I know you
All the broken boughs
And falling down
The little white truths
For when you need to know it all
Were you ever really tiny?
Mark ten feet on the wall
You’d fit in the crook of my arm
Now the world’s fitting into yours
When it stings
You heal and grow
You used to be so tiny
Now you’re tall as your hopes
You’d fit in the crook of my arm
Now the world’s fitting into yours
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5. |
Crossed The Line
03:25
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I could have been a genius
But I crushed the brains out of my skull
I could have been a lover
But soft love would make my skin crawl
I could have been a monster
But the screams would fester in my mind
I could have been a good friend
But I always crossed the line
I always crossed the line
I call myself a native; I’m a tourist in a thinly veiled disguise
But you won’t guess until you catch me in the eye
And then you’ll start to notice how the idioms don’t work
How I speak slowly as if I’m translating every sentence first
I could have been a genius
But I crushed the brains out of my skull
I could have been a lover
But soft love would make my skin crawl
I could have been a monster
But the screams would fester in my mind
I could have been a good friend
But I always crossed the line
I always crossed the line
It’s no fun being a tourist when you didn’t even pack
When you don’t come from anywhere but you’re still dying to go back
And the natives are impatient, and they only care enough
To misunderstand your empathy and diminish your love
And I could have been a genius if you’d tested me in my native tongue
I could’ve loved you gently, if it ever seemed much fun
I could have been a monster; sure, I could have the person for you
But friends was just another game that I was meant to lose
Like life’s a game I’m bound to lose
I could have been a genius
But I crushed the brains out of my skull
I could have been a lover
But soft love would make my skin crawl
I could have been a monster
But the screams would fester in my mind
I could have been a good friend
But I always crossed the line
I always crossed the line
I could have been a genius
I could have been a lover
I could have been a good friend
I could have been a monster
I could have been a player
I could have been a winner
I could have worn the right mask
And followed all the right rules
But I always crossed the line
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6. |
Did I Save The Day?
03:51
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The shine dulls to see through the glass
But night time'll see us last
Could you see anything?
And I guess we're the sum of our parts
But now you don't see me as a person
Just a girl without a heart
It's no one's fault
It's just the way
I tried so hard to hold on
Funnily, my hand broke right through the clay
Did I save the day
this time?
The frequency was too high to hear
Let's muse over if there was a voice
If no one heard a noise
But that's a joke
Were your screams poetic chords?
I tried so hard to hold on
Funnily, my hand broke right through the clay
Did I save the day
this time?
And if someone ruins the ending
am I entitled to stop reading?
If the fun goes, if the pleasure slows
do I have to keep on eating?
And if it all comes tumbling down
do we have to start all over again?
I'm not displaying virtue
I'm just holding this whole thing off
I tried so hard to hold on
Funnily, my hand broke right through the clay
Did I save the day
this time?
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Louise Connell Glasgow, UK
“A diverse, deep-vein double album which vaults her into contention as one of the most insightful and pertinent songsmiths, anywhere, to have emerged in recent years.”
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