Back in 2017 I did a tune called "Bossed and Squashed with Balance Lost" which, despite its stupid title, was one of my favourite songs from that year. So now I'm just repeating the trick of repetitive, twinkly guitar lines over a driving bassline. It's basically synthwave but with guitars, hence indiewave. This is a word that already exists somewhere, but not as a genre, so I'm claiming it for this style. It's about as meaningful as "postcore" or "squidgebop". Also, I haven't yet used any sampled beats this year, so I thought it was time to dust off the crates and dust on the tunes.

I did harbour ideas of having some kind of lyrical hook or even a middle 8, but in the end I got lazy and just went with stream of consciousness lyrics again, and a structure that doesn't really go anywhere.

#indiewave #dreampop #janglepop

Why am I expecting perfection It makes no sense even asking the question I want too much That I don't deserve I didn't earn Never seen and never heard I do it for love I don't need payment A silent moment On a crowded pavement you didn't move But the lights are changing Just stop and stare Now it's time to engage it

Find a way of letting go The memory of that girl A feeling I've outgrown The trappings of this world The wave is crashing down Nothing I can hear Caught in the undertow Direction disappears

Walk the streets for hours I'm working through some precious thoughts That have no use I'm not walking away I really don't want to change (Just to be, today) The rising smoke stench of decay Washed away by heavy rain Letters replace the sound of voices You can't unmake your choices

Find a way of letting go The memory of that girl A feeling I've outgrown The trappings of this world The wave is crashing down Nothing I can hear Caught in the undertow Direction disappears