“There must be something wrong with this heart;
Pumps the blood down to my dick
And leaves my brain sitting in the dark”
– “Must Be Something Wrong With These Shoes” by Dolfish
Good lyrics, good lyric man, good guitar and lyric man. What you need for walking around and seeing everything frosty: this man. Sad mad songs and other more excitable ones. Bizarre vocals. I played it to my friends who live next to me and they really really hated it (the vocals), thought the guy was a girl because he sounds like one sometimes. I nodded understandingly and then spent the next few days not listening to anything else, thinking how the lyrics could voice my own relationships and life and memories but concluding that the match isn’t explicitly perfect. But there’s still some emphatic value to them. Just like all good good lyrics, you feel you can relate to them on all sorts of stimulating levels because you’re also a human person. Or indeed a male person as in the case above, but i get the feeling that a female listener could also nod their head to the ‘dick lyrics’ and think “yeah”.
The song of which the above-lyrics are on appears on an autumn-released album by Dolfish called I’d Rather Disappear Than Stay The Same. It’s available ‘name your price’ on Bandcamp below.
I’d say musically he’s a mix between Tallest Man On Earth, James Blunt, Kimya Dawson, Atom and His Package and others (including some country rock pop band with a hyperactive singer who runs around the stage riding his microphone). I would say that, apart from music alone, he’s fairly original. He’s fairly great. I think, if you have the courage to plough through all the hurdles I just wrote in the sentence before last (he doesn’t sound like any of these artists although I would definitely categorise him in that country folk indie pop-sometimes-rock type genre), then you might end up happily ever after with this guitar lyrics man.
I held your hands inside my shirt,
To keep them warm when winter came around
Yeah your drunken calls may worry me,
But the fact I worry tells you I’m worth holding down.
Ah sometimes lyrics look so boring written down, like some sentences that coincidentally rhyme for no good purpose. Dolfish makes the boring into some lively beating scribble of good emotional music. I personally have this thing where, once I have enough singers-who-songwrite on my pod, I enclose walls around my head and then automatically don’t listen to anymore different singers, or at least i don’t fall in love with anymore. It’s a system where I have a set amount of love for singers (who are songwriters) and i can only ever listen to a particular few over a period of time. Kinda implies that this ‘love’ is more real than it seems; so much devotion of time, so much loyalty in times of headphones, so much trust that the singer and only that singer’s voice will hold my head when i need something personal and i’m alone and doing something like being on a train. That kind of thing. Well then; Dolfish has appeared at the right time. I haven’t researched his name and I haven’t researched anything really… Simply downloaded his album off bandcamp and listened to it. And now writing a blog post about it, encouraging you to do all the same things I did.
I just looked on his Facebook page and saw that his name is Max Sollisch.