wait
whisper
winter
but i'll be left,
little lover.
I would be lying if i said I wouldn't want any other
in the wild woods we met, you said well ain't that oregon
wanted her to know this city won't be called home again
ain't no words to be tellin a friend
put them in a box with a bit of paper and a pen
might never know what it means to me
but then there are some things that I will never understand,
and that's fine.
she clutched at her coat because he
was selling shivers
so naked we returned to those smoldering ruins.
we felt the size of the dark
and knew the hush of the stars
knew the world isn't ours
in a summer night we got lost
in a summer night we got lost
there's an old bridge that bears the weight of our bodies.
the clumsiest things we've ever been allotted.
But they are burning now, in a summer night they're burning now.
We lived, worked, breathed, biked, loved, fought, chortled, drank, smoked, swore and explored together for a very long time. He remains one of my most missed friends and favorite musicians. Noel'le Longhaul
One of the most powerful records in my collection. Perfect queer experimental folk. This is cool cuz it’s still Noel’le solo in their bedroom but it’s the start of Loone! Wish y’all would record more material!… Ansel__knight
Portland shoegaze that plays, as the best representatives of the genre do, with huge, hollow atmosphere against intimate observations. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2016