A beautiful, limited-edition cassette with obi strip, designed by Jack Lewdjaw. Hear Future Perfect in the way it was intended. COMES WITH 2x Future Perfect beer mats showing album photo by Michaela Frances
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Extremely limited edition Jack Lewdjaw x Robi Mitch Future Perfect Tee, screen printed on organic cotton
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You get under my skin on purpose, yes you do
I cannot help noticing you
We stay up way too late on purpose, yes we do
I cannot help noticing it
We get far too close for comfort, yes we do
I can’t help it, I am magnetised to you
You get under my skin on purpose, yes you do
I cannot help noticing
That I’m a brother to you, I think you see me like a brother
Am I a brother to you?
I am a brother to you, I think you see me like a brother
Am I a brother to you?
Of course I’ll be a shoulder, yes I will
To cry on, oh yes I will, oh yes I will
Of course I’ll be a soldier, yes I will
I’ll grin and bear it, yes I will, oh yes I will
I am a brother to you, I think you see me like a brother
Am I a brother to you?
I am a brother to you, I think you see me like a brother
Am I a brother to you?
'Cos there is no love to be found
In all the faces that surround
And there is no-one left for me
No more fish left in the sea
And there is nothing to be found
In all the places that surround
And I have surely run aground
Don’t touch me, don’t try to hold my hand
I know you don’t know what you’re doing
I know you don’t understand
That I’m a brother to you, I think you see me like a brother
Am I a brother to you?
I am a brother to you, I think you see me like a brother
Am I a brother to you?
'Cos there is no love to be found
In all the faces that surround
And there is no-one left for me
No more fish left in the sea
And there is nothing to be found
In all the places that surround
And I have surely run aground
Dreamy, intricate guitar pop from Oakland's Absent City; splashes of accordion, sitar, lap steel, and mandolin add textural richness. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2020
Backed by a rotating cast of collaborators, the Australian singer-songwriter refines her folk-tinged indie pop sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2024
Big, clanging psych-rock from this Arizona outfit fuses monk-like vocals with slow-winding guitars for songs that feel like strange hymns. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2016
A slow drip of Tropicália-infused psychedelia from New Orleans rock outfit Blue Basin: balmy one moment, aggressive the next. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 22, 2022
