Bridge traffic creeps forward
In the Devil's motorcade
Sylvia's got her amulet
Cos Mercury's in retrograde.
What I need is anything but clear
It's lonesome even when she's here.
Sylvia lights a match
Says "this is our last one"
Lays on her back
Blowing smoke rings at the sun.
It's lonesome even when she's here.
The streets are full of finks
Supplications and stony stares
There's always some local gremlin
Waiting to take you unawares
They shout out for Sylvia
Then sink back into their lairs.
I tire of this obligatory cheer
It's lonesome even when she's here.
Sylvia swallows a pill
And rights a stray curl
Life under the new regime
Has been rough on the girl.
We'll make love like black marketeers
Fall into ourselves until we disappear
Give sacrifice to this bitch of a year
God it's lonesome even when she's here
San Francisco singer-songwriter and trumpeter Max Daniel gilds straight-shooting pop hooks with orchestral splendor and wry lyricism. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 26, 2020
Melodic, lush ambient from San Francisco that recalls the Bay Area's famous fog at night. Proceeds to the ACLU and Planned Parenthood. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 8, 2017