Whenever people talk to me about the weather, I always feel quite certain that they mean something else. And that makes me quite nervous.
lyrics
Her eyes are full of lightning
They're just on fire
And all anyone can do
Is sit and enjoy the view
And put the weather underground (in the garden)
And put the weather underground
You could study me, you could analyze my moods
Will I hold a Bermuda high or carry a monsoon?
Will there be sunny skies or a grey winter low?
And after blizzard winds, will there be angels in the snow?
She puts the weather underground (in the garden)
She puts the weather underground
Down, down...
We put the weather underground (in the garden)
We put the weather underground
Terry Venemous is releasing new music every 3 weeks this year. His latest EP is sumptuous art pop with a wry sense of detachment.
Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2024
This Toronto group's sound unabashedly hearkens back to the bouncy indiepop of the Darling Buds and the Primitives. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 11, 2019