It’s been thirteen hours since I stood by your door
And Santa Teresa’s lit up like a gourd
Come out, little poet, come down to the square
Though I know that your critics will also be there
It’s been thirteen days since the professors came
They sit by the pool and they murmur your name
Come out, little poet, and don’t make them give
The best of their days just to know you still live
It’s been thirteen years since I picked up your books
With thirteen companions I scoured their nooks
Come out, my dear poet, and give us a glance
Of your tall silhouette on the street outside the dance
In Santa Teresa the weather is hot
And the sunsets come early the months that it’s not
Come out, my dear poet, or give me a clue
That I can decipher to come and find you
The instrumental ensemble Dt/IG straddles the line between folk and classical, stirring acoustics augmented by sumptuous arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 29, 2023
Gorgeous fingerstyle guitar playing from this Portland, Oregon musician that captures the spirit of American Primitive in dazzling detail. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2021