May Every Bird Sing Unto You

Bondy carries in his voice the curious spirit of youth, but also the strained melody of an old dog that has been out wandering the world in the rain. He is keen to the silent beauty found in sadness; and he brings it to life just enough to not kill it. He writes songs that move like cool breezes on lonely highways in the middle of nowhere: dancing through starlight and across sobered faces. This is music that breathes to fill the small, darkened rooms of America at night. More…

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