tindersticks and Sidonie Osborne Staples - Blood and Bone 

This could be a lost ‘No-Wave’ classic from 1978, but it’s Tindersticks 2020. Absolutely glorious. Thanks for the upload. Peace and Love

Fantastic!

And then I thought I saw something Somewhere far in the distance At least two hours on foot Some place where, perhaps, I might find something Something important, once mine A part of me, and then I thought, "What if I could reach out, and get there And bring it back?" This way I am more like you And you are more like her And she is more like him And he is more like us And we are more like them, all of them This is me, flattering, don't you think? What am I really? Expanding greyness? Blood and bone? Blood and bone? Rather exposing, now Naked teeth, Benadryl Naked teeth, Benadryl Would you have recognised me? If only I hadn't told you If only they hadn't shown you I could still have a face Is there anything worse than being transparent? Is there anything worse than being transparent? I'm data now I'm data, data I am data, only data Without face, without shape, without soul I am data, I am data, see me, study me Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape Without shape, without soul, layer by layer (data, I am data) I appear, the walls rapidly joining Layer by layer, I see right through you Is there anything worse than being transparent? Prayers unfelt going around my [?] Temperature dropping, anxiety rising Blood and bone, blood and bone Closed lips consume [?] I wonder what will become of my last hiding place Can every door be opened? Is there really no shelter? Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape Without shape, without soul, layer by layer See me, study me Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape Without shape, without soul, layer by layer [?] See me, study me Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape Without shape, without soul, layer by layer I appear, the walls rapidly joining Layer by layer, you see right through me I wonder what will become of my last hiding place Can every door be opened? Is there really no shelter? [Source: AZLyrics dot com]

This is goooooood!

Tindersticks doing postpunk/gothrock. A pleasant surprise that made me smile. And with the brass parts it sounds like Death In June's earliest stuff, like their debut album "The Guilty Have No Pride".

Jak włączę to słucham 8-10 razy, czy to normalne?

I hope she will start her own band someday. I liked her style as much as I loved her father's.

Ufff maravilla

Wowwww !

wow!

❤

🖤🖤🖤

Beautiful!

blimey

The dogs bo11ox!!

Is there anything worse than being transparent?

Nice try... She'll find her own way and her own original expression in time. X