The Bilinda Butchers - Secrets
A conversation between two hollow things, whose cavities are tender in excess of secret things. A hushed duet who needs few words to mumble regret. “Secrets” is my favorite track off of the San Francisco based artist The Bilinda Butchers regret, love, guilt, dreams.
Together we went . The duet between the secrets and the hollow we, who are abundant with the echoes of love and naivety. We wish hushed wishes, who are then quieted by the echoes of secrecy. In a house as hollow as we, abundant with miscellaneous things of no significance but their nooks and cavities in which we hide secret things.