Warble, swoop, dive and duck. A floating fleet of feathers and feet, turning in unison, fleeing the sunset. I can't help but imagine a swan when I hear Antony sing, a real-life ugly duckling. His words always sound cloaked in darkness like a somber weight of sadness is sitting heavy on his head. This new EP is Antony at his finest.
Sing for Me
[from Another World|buy]