I hope you lose all of the feeling in your feet.
Already lost your head.
Too soon, too much, anger fills my goddamn blood.
Losing my appetite.
Nobody admires a dog that doesn't obey at all.
Harsh words control my messy life.
Afraid of nothing - except you.
Everybody I've ever known talks like they know.
Never felt more alone.
Sorry's diluted, wasted time of my own.
Never seeing clearly.
None of us have any sympathy.
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