There’s a place where my contributions don’t mean shit
I keep putting in my hours 'cause I’m too poor to quit
But there is a place where my thoughts are appreciated
And my feelings are just sounds communicated
Just let me go
To the place that I call home
When my stress is building and I need to disconnect
There’s nothing I do that has quite the effect
Of heading to the back room and picking out the tones
That make my frustrations known
Just let me go
To the place that I call home
I put in my maximum effort
Put in my heart and soul
I put in my maximum effort
Into the things I love
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023