Sad Solo

by Anicia Barefoot

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Anicia recorded this little e.p. about 2014--
a really rough year revolving around new loss + new love.


released March 11, 2015

Thank you to Drew+Zeb+Zara
....As well as all of the friends and family who showed such love during an awful and strange season.



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Zara & Anicia Big Sur, California

Two gals + their guitars....

...may you find comfort here.

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Track Name: Free
Like that spider scurrying under my bed,
some nights I'd like to run, run for cover beneath my eyelids.
I won't lie: I don't wanna get old
--even thought I think "...I wanna let my spirit go..."

I don't know why its hard to see the big picture most of the time,
but I've got you, Love, and you've sure got me,
so it's alright.

I wanna taste the whole wheat of the Spirit
before its ground up by the millstone of reason.
Like the lilies in the field and the birds in the sky
we should be so free
from worry....
Track Name: Grey & Emerald
Tall red oak tree under the sea.
Light and gold hangin under the moon.

She's like an evening primrose--
beneath the Milky Way that makes her face glow...

The grey and emerald waves
with its cracks of white foam
like moving stone...
while the sun paints the rocks
and the rocks make the shadows stay home.

Tiny redwood growing alone...
(the lilac fireflies wanna make you their home.)

He's like a lonely moth drifting towards that light;
he doesn't see its just a comet passin by.

A voice spoke out of the storm and said to me,
"...hey girl....WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"

Wine and gunpowder in the jars in my mind,
cause believe me we're all seekers of some kind.
Track Name: Hangar 375
I see you all around me,
cause your ghost is everywhere.
And the Spirit Man won't sleep,
the 'spirit man' won't sleep.

So why should I try?
When I don't feel anything?
Why should I try?
Then I remember: oh.... This is not the End

When we packed up all your things....
I'll keep these dark memories
of bittersweet days,
long, dragging nights
....and then your hangar was empty.