Don't listen to the wire.
Cold, no texture on the surface.
I incorrectly guessed a cable
to conduct electricity.
Couldn't even start a fire.
No fishing pole in sight.
Couldn't strum to make a tune.
What the hell is the use?
I took some time to listen closely,
high on the wire with balance, poses,
the camera will flash,
wires thin as eyelashes,
don't fall.
Don't fall.
Maybe someday when the wires fray,
while tangled amongst the pieces,
and I know I won't get shocked.
So don't fall.
Don't fall.
I came upon the wire.
Cold, no texture on the surface.
Didn't mean to make me nervous.
I think I'll take it in this time.
Everything Katie Dill does is absolutely incredible. Her writing is phenomenal and her arrangements of folk tunes are some of the best I've heard. Haunting, experimental, and beautiful. Andrew Preston
William Ryan Fritch's enthralling, doomy new CD comes housed in a gorgeous, panoramic gatefold sleeve with bewitching original artwork. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2016