To be real, or to
Cop a feel
The chicks have hoisted new bags
I buried them en masse
The suicidal songs are riding
Waves of interesting death
Sing me another drag
Smoke the zeroes
Pass the sad
And we'll fool them all again
Pretty avant-pop with simple instrumentation and gentle bite from New York's Garcon No.1 cleverly subverts the torch song. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2020