I woke from a nap in the flat black grass, I was buried under blankets in my bed of ash, and I said "wake me up, wake me up" now I'm awake. I can stretch my legs, I can stretch my legs
Its a bone noose tied loose around my neck, it's a thirst that my nerves have good and wet, so tie it to me tie it to me tie it on tight, I need this drift to last through the night.
Go back and crack the lock on the black box, and dig around in it for the days I lost. Slow it down, slow it till I hear the start of the old lawnmower in the backyard lot.
Free-flowing, loosely structured songs that borrow lightly from jazz and ambient but expand in directions all their own. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 7, 2023