Somebody broke into my uncle's house, dragged his wife by her hair and tied her hands behind her back. She was praying and begging for him to spare her life. He put the barrel of the gun in my uncle's mouth. He asked "where's the fucking safe," he kept asking "where's the fucking safe." My uncle told him "We don't have a safe, man. All our money's in the bank. Now, just get on out of here; I didn't see nobody's face." He put his gun against my aunt's head. He blew her brains out. He shot my uncle in my chest, then he fled into the night. You learn real young and you learn real fast that human life isn't worth much to human beings.
A live record from the legendary Diamanda Galás finds the artist exploring the outer fringes of pop with only her voice and a piano. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2024