Vocals / Guitar - Ben Wyborn (they/them)
Vocals / Percussion - Christie Gardner (she/her)
Drums - Luke Cartledge (he/him)
Bass - Emmett Cruddas (he/him)
Synth / Production - Joseph Futak (he/him)
Artwork - Colette Brown (she/her)
lyrics
It started to rain, midnight Monday
Sounds like poetry but no it actually did
I don’t feel at home in this body anymore
It’s always been a fixer upper
With every passing day I grow less confident of ever living in a just world
Death toll dwindles proclaims the paper train behind the propeller plane
Right heart, wrong place brigade
Remember how the wind used to stop for you?
As my mumbled minutia was silently swept away
Something shining on the sweat sliding the back of my neck
and when i turn to stare straight into the sun, it wasn’t there. Nor was anyone
I’ll turn 27 the minute midnight hits. That’s about as old I ever thought I would live.
credits
from With Every Passing Day,
released August 6, 2021
Vocals / Guitar - Ben Wyborn (they/them)
Vocals / Percussion - Christie Gardner (she/her)
Drums - Luke Cartledge (he/him)
Bass - Emmett Cruddas (he/him)
Synth / Production - Joseph Futak (he/him)
Artwork - Colette Brown (she/her)
Five ghostly folk songs described by Dayydream as being on the border of imagination & reality, all wreathed in delicate echo. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 6, 2022