Nico Fox performs dark pop hymns as Real Clothes, weaving digital prayers for a spiritless age. Glittering synths and folk lullabies weave tales of heartache, loss, and redemption. Birthed from the longing of roots rock folk, Nico has traveled back and forth across the country picking up influences from industrial EBM, folk, Haitian kompa, and the Appalachia. Based in New York City. ____________ There once was a girl who washed up from the sea She had seashells and ochre in her hair She found herself in a city where the land threatened to swallow her whole Rain never fell from the sky and she grew thirsty When they found her she claimed Neptune as her home Where shadows ebbed and flowed with the winds that rang from her people’s cries  Where tears stayed frozen at her canthi Where she drank the milk of Nereid And Galatea struck the sky white as semen Lagos "I've much work to do." User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.