The last song I sang cracked in my throat
The last words I spoke were too soft to hear
The last sun that rose left no shadows
The last sun that set illuminated nothing
The last time I held you I wasn’t there
The last breath I took was not of air
The last road we rode took me to a place nobody should go
The last song I sang was no song at all
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New album "Observations" available now.
A veteran of NYC’s underground music scene, Mike Power played on the stages of such beloved lost venues as CBGB’s and Kenny’s Castaways, as well as stalwart surviving ones like Arlene’s Grocery and the Bitter End as singer/songwriter/bassist with Late Model Humans. In 2020, quarantining from the global pandemic he worked remotely with other artists to record a collection of new music called Observations, that infuses his punk roots with introspective acoustic pieces.
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