there’s a dude with a guitar
and a neighbor from the room next door
like Pan, flute in his hand
he doesn’t speak English
but he recognizes the melody
to Vance Joy’s “Riptide”
and doesn’t play against it
and I’m now on the way to Auburn
following a scent of cologne
fly, Pan, dust the world with your notes
there’s a dude underneath his Dodge
sparks are flying and he’s hallucinating
like the God’s Hand Killer
he’s throwing looks at the best damn band
and he’s throwing shade without saying anything
and I’m now on the way to Auburn
following a scent of cologne
i’m short-tempered, i’m hot-headed
just breathe, just breathe
just breathe, just breathe
and stars never claim a lover
and stars never claim a lover
just breathe, just breathe
just breathe, just breathe
fly, Pan, dust the world with your notes
just breathe, just breathe
just breathe, just breathe
breathe
breathe
Chicago’s NIIKA has made a record rich in nuance, drawing on soul, pop, jazz, and even folk to craft stunningly intricate songs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2020
Consummate pop songwriting both smart and smooth, with the ability to resonate universally without compromising uniqueness. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017