It’s come to my attention
That I don’t know the state of my soul
While everyone around me
Is breaking their back not to know
And it’s hard to make time
And sense of it all
We find the narrow line and that’s where we walk
Oh, I’ll never know
What makes freedom seem so unknown
Oh, I’ll never know
Why we take our hearts for granted
And leave them all alone
It’s come to my attention
That everyone’s got someone to blame
no one’s taking chances
And wind up feeling the same
I'm vision impaired with no where to go
The saints of our time
Well, they must know
Oh, I’ll never know
What makes freedom seem so unknown
Oh, I’ll never know
Why we take our hearts for granted
And leave them all alone
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This is the first album I found that really spoke to me as a young fem.
From the simplicity, the bass drum, specifically in landfill is so steady and soothing. I love landfill because it perfectly portrays trauma bonds, sexual or romantic relationships rooted in power imbalance. Being led on, unrequited love, constantly being clueless if someone is a real friend, or a lover. Are they yours or are they ruthlessly rogue. Untameable. Love and hate are such similar feelings, and they often mingle. clementinehatepageichangedmymind
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It may not be a full-fledged LP, but All Delighted People is probably my favourite of Sufjan's works. Without an overaching album theme to tie the songs together, it felt like Sufjan was free to experiment on each track and give them their own unique sound. And because of that (and Sufjan's talent), every track on there is a standout track. Angkasawan
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022