about
"The song takes the listener through the thought process of a
young woman exploring her role as a caretaker and identity
as she grows up. Instrumentation on the track includes both
mandolin and banjo in addition to the core rock quartet,
which creates a nostalgic folk sonic space. Luna’s clever and
witty lyrics offer a lighthearted look at the challenging
choices one faces entering adulthood"
lyrics
I hate the way my brother treats his girlfriends, and I wonder if it’s my fault.
Is there a lesson I should’ve taught him before he got so damn tall?
Did he stop looking up to me just ‘cause he’s standing at 6 feet?
My cousins got taller too.
Maybe that’s just the male gene, so bless my female anatomy,
I know how to treat the girl I love.
It’s safe to say I want to be a mother, not to a baby but to a dog.
My sweet Maxine, my Darla, my darling,
Some day a howl will call me mom.
Walking fast and eating slow, maybe all good things juxtapose,
How nature is kind and it is cruel.
I’m the first one to leave, and to spill my fucking drink,
Walking on eggshells and grasping at straws.
Hide the fact that you’re 19, don’t you dare embarrass me,
You want them to think you’re smart, right?
Define that subtle alchemy, barefoot on the balcony,
Dancing under starlight.
Ramble about being a daughter and a future canine mother,
And my obsession with vintage lingerie.
Buy myself a bouquet of flowers and admire how my hourglass figure looks on a sunlit duvet.
credits
from
Anything To Make It Loud,
track released February 3, 2023
Alyssa Stoner - Lead Vocals, Guitar
Gregory Allison - Mandolin, Banjo
Kaylee Stenberg - Guitar, Bass, Background Vocals, Production
Elizabeth Goodfellow - Drums
Evan Chambers - Production
Produced by Gregory Allison
Mixed by Evan Chambers
Mastered by Mitchel Slade
Album Artwork by Zoe Donahoe
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