I don’t need nothing. I’m all good.
Got the baggage in the back seat and piss under the heated hood.
I’ll stare at wet stones till our petty god gives in.
There’s a gilded bull I can fight for a machismo fix.
The gutted lord will laugh, the dry fish will cry
The audience will shrink to the size of a lash on the lip of my eye
The camera will turn off. The sound man will stop
Giving it all and we got to start with the loss.
Harry, do you love me? Tv, are you my son?
Is the screen the thing or am I meat whispering to a bun?
In the jaws of meaner machines than I can pretend to be
I guess living ain’t worth that much to me
The woozy indie rock on this EP is perfect for cruising down an empty highway on a summer afternoon, top down, volume up. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 16, 2022
With “In Silver Halides,” Lowpines have created a collection of rich, textured, deeply-felt rock songs abounding in small sonic details. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2018
Avi Buffalo had a hand in producing this cassette of Lowpines' serene, self-described "Lo-fi-Anglo-Americana pop songs." Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2016