Remember the taste of my name
Remember the taste of my name
Kill me in the morning with a rusty blade
But remember the taste of my name
Kiss my forehead when the night turns dark
Kiss my cold lips when the fever cuts hard
Break my fragile ribcage
And tear out my heart
But kiss my cold lips when the fever cuts hard
Ooh my pretty babe you’ve got to say it out loud
If you really love me
Then prove it now
When a bird don’t like the winter
Then they just fly south
Promise me the way home is safe
Promise me the way home is safe
Promise me the way home is safe
Promise me the way home is safe
Some really beautiful solo guitar music. Really interesting use of repetition, moments of sublime melodic release, and intensely rhythmic sections that highlight the rich possibilities of the guitar. Mark Timmins
A beautiful album of loose, warm and relaxed folk music with a twist. It's like lying down on the floor on a Sunday morning with golden sunlight streaming down on your face through a dirty window. Mark Timmins
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024
Michelle Stodart’s folk music captures hope in melancholy, addressing the transformational aspects of the most challenging times. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2023