oh it's brewing
like some coffee
early in the morn
it's brewing
like some coffee
it's waiting to be poured
and every morning
every day
i'll be waiting for news
every morning
every day
i'll be waiting for you
i dreamed it was raining
in the dead of july
i saw lightning flashing
in the middle of the sky
i watched the tide come in
it made front page news
i saw a big flood coming and
i heard me breathing next to you
late night at the corner store
officers standing outside
big crowd comes in to the shop
all buying drinks just to hide
standing down there on the corner
man tells me his name
he's got no job,
but he's got him some hope
and i told him just the same
told him just the same
it's brewing like some coffee
and i'm bubbling and boiling too
i wandered through the city
spilling out of my shoes
what if i stood at that spot
lightning struck again
what if it began to rain
and washed away all my sins
and washed away all my sins
and washed away all my sins
and washed away all my sins
Composer and multi-instrumentalist Robert Stillman takes a magnifying glass to American self-image on his latest avant-garde work. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2022
Recordings from the last 13 years of Buffalo, NY's avant-garde collective Cages, ranging from surreally beautiful to deeply unsettling. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019