There's a ghost in this house
and i can't shut him out]
while I sleep when I wake
many forms he will take
he is, the falling light that splinters through the trees
the windows that I look through
the walls containing me
the way that I forget myself sometimes
threaded through a needles eye
well there's a stowaway in my heart,
coiled up inside, waiting in the dark
there's a feeling that still remains
subtle but unchanging
never really goes away
well perhaps it's my choice
he has always existed but I gave him a voice
now I wander in his wake, dreaming of escaping
from a lasting presence, from a lasting presence I can't shake
so I set this house alight
trying to escape him, with a fire burning bright
I forget that I'm still inside
and it's always him who saves me
carries me out into the night
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020
Originally released in 2005, the Japanese band's hidden gem—a blur of pop, downtempo, and vocal jazz—gets a long-overdue upgrade. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 5, 2022