I’ll cut your throat if you’ll squeeze mine. I’ll shake your hand. Butterflies will fly out from our union, and they’ll see what we have shown. I ain’t asking about violations or how to stop. I’m bored to death, but now I’m not. So go refresh your mind on your broken soul. This country lane is stretched and older than the execution that removed your head. We ain’t on no diamond rainbow road, it’s just crust and mold that makes you think and do as told. But you’re so well-prepared that your destitute of all the words that could help the truth to blossom out from within you. We’d do anything to be near you! But you can’t see what you’re being shown. Yea, you’re just some asshole’s food, and you’re out of the loop with the shape of the droop of your own head swooping down. And you’re out of your mind because it’s running on time, and the fuel’s eaten up and there’s a clog in the line. So you tap the glass on your broken watch, and hope that what you are is all that you are — and it may not be enough, but it could keep the vomit down. Yea, the going could get rough, but you can’t keep this damn varmit down. I’ll cut your throat if you’ll squeeze mine. I’ll shake your hand. Butterflies will fly out from our union, and they’ll see what we have shown.
On “Meet Me By the River,” Dawn Landes’s self-described “Nashville record,” buoyant country melodies settle deep into lush instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2018