Track 2 of the single Slow Lamp / Frequency · 2025
Snowed-In Cabin Frequency
“This one is the B-side because it's the quiet one, a song for being snowed in even though I live in the desert. I tuned the tape a little flat on purpose so it would sound like a radio drifting off its signal.”
psychedelic · cosmic folk · lo-fi psych · krautrock groove · 4:05
Lyrics
Snow has closed the only road The woodstove ticks, the lamp is low An old radio on the shelf Hums a little to itself I turn the dial through silver rain Of static, and it sings again Somewhere on the frequency Someone's keeping watch with me Through the white and through the hush Soft and slow, there is no rush Snowed in, tuned in, glowing low Wherever you are, I know You're out there, you're out there Frost has painted every pane The pines are bending, hushed, in lane A kettle sighs, a blanket's wool The night is long and the night is full I turn the dial through silver rain Of static, and it sings again Somewhere on the frequency Someone's keeping watch with me Through the white and through the hush Soft and slow, there is no rush Snowed in, tuned in, glowing low Wherever you are, I know You're out there, you're out there Drift, drift, the signal bends Across the hills, around the bends A voice, a hum, a distant light Telling me it's all right tonight The fire settles into red I fold my coat beneath my head The static softens into sleep The snow keeps falling, soft and deep Somewhere on the frequency Someone's keeping watch with me Through the white and through the hush Soft and slow, there is no rush Snowed in, tuned in, glowing low Wherever you are, I know You're out there, you're out there Static, snow, and softly glowing Out there, out there Let it keep on snowing