MARLBORO - Being Divine
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posted 24 Dec 2018 by Krister Axel
The cognitive dissonance of our time: we are expected to be divine, with no support for the stutter-steps that just might have gotten us there.

It’s a truly modern sense of lyricism, right on the cusp of indie-rock, with a distinct college flavor, and a sort of Rushmore-style coming-of-age moment. It’s a validation of one’s own feelings; we so easily get stuck in this social labyrinth of dead-ends, paralyzed by the fear of failure, or worse: judgement.

The sense here is of simply finding somewhere to put two feet on the ground.


The grass grows from the gutters of my parents’ house
I rubberneck and cruise right by
ain’t got no time to lend a helping hand
ain’t got no time to be a loving man


And this, to me, is the best type of musical catharsis; the one that reveals a simple and universal truth. I remember struggling with this as an unwashed newcomer to turn-of-the-millennium Los Angeles: why are we expected to be a certain kind of person, when all of popular media points us the other way?

It’s the cognitive dissonance of our time: we are expected to be divine, with no support for the stutter-steps that just might have gotten us there.

MARLBORO is a town, is a trap, is freedom, and is the most recent incarnation of songwriter and country son Dante DeFelice (based in New York). This song is featured on our CHILL NEW Songwriters playlist.

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Krister Bjornson Axel

Ashland, Oregon

Paris, France. Madison, Wisconsin. Los Angeles. Ashland, Oregon. Ottawa. I write music, I write about music, and I write code. See also: photography, prose, podcasting. I have 1 gorgeous wife, 2 amazing kids, and many interests.


Recent Awards: 2020 ND (Photo) Honorable Mention, 2020 Accenti Writing Contest Finalist


Read my poetry here.