Five pelts hangin' from a flagpole/ One striped, one grey, the others just old/ The gust up there was a nattering tongue/ Threatening to make them all come undone/ I walked sideways down the stairwell/ Found the spider in your navel— who spun webs around my fingers; decapitated my stinger/ I distilled into water/ Formed resin on the auger/ Gripped the hilt of your umbrella/ dug a gape into the cellar/ Five pelts burning on a heap of coal/ An old tin latter wound up in the hole/ strong words spilling from a glass jaw/ I'd like to contend, but I agree with ya
Thin Lear's sophisticated rock music is tempered with soaring chamber pop accents and an undeniable gift for melody. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 30, 2020
Recorded in one night in the Grunewald Church just outside Berlin, this EP explores the relationship between instrumentation and space.
Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 8, 2016