The wind burst through the door
Something might fall out the window
I might be that thing, if I’ll give up my strings
So I write these words
I write them close
So they’ll be warm
I wish I knew how to play the flute
Then my mouth will be busy to sing these last words
From me to the world
I’m up I’m down
I’m in the middle between success and disaster
The burned wall plug I won’t fix
The dirty floor I won’t clean
They’ll come in and see
This house was never mine
Even so, a part of me was born here and the other part just died
I’m up I’m down
I’m in the middle between success and disaster
The wind burst through the door
Something might fall out the window
I might be that thing
if I’ll give up my strings
So I write these words
I write them close
So they’ll be warm
I wish I knew how to play the flute
I’m up I’m down
I’m in the middle
This is Daniela Spector's 2009 debut album, which earned her quite some attention in Israel. The reason is quite obvious: Sarah Spector is not only blessed with a great voice, but she's an excellent songwriter and arranger, too. Actually, this releaee doesn't sound like a debut album at all, given its high degree of homogeneity and its opulent sound. Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)
This NYC quartet channels the anxious, experimental nature of late '90s-early '00s Olympia indie rock in their tense, rhythmic post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 8, 2016