Roses Are Red, This Tune’s Got Guts: Eleyet McConnell’s Bed of Roses Is a Sigh, a Sucker Punch, a Slow Dance with Bruises

So here it is, kids. A song that doesn’t strut, doesn’t scream, doesn’t plug in the neon or wear the sequins. Bed of Roses is not your chart-craving, algorithm-chasing dopamine drip. It’s a tired whisper from the other room, maybe yours, maybe theirs, and it’s got more nerve than anything you’ll hear sandwiched between a […]

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