PRE-ORDER: 12" Black Vinyl Edition of Golden Mountain, Here I Come with gatefold sleeve, artwork by Marc Johansen, photography by Mihaela Bodlovic and Audrey Bizouerne.
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lyrics
Candidate breathes a forest
The words he ate are tasteless
The poetry of fakers
There’s nothing here for sale
And my Jesus, Jesus is Pale
Feast your eyes on the harvest,
The dog dirt on the pavement
Any man in a carriage
Did earn that solid ground
The threatening surround
There’s nothing here for sale
And my Jesus, Jesus is Pale
Returning once again
To the problem of the present
The nowhere of tomorrow
A coastal town that’s swallowed
Now climbing Golden Mountain
There’s nothing here for sale
And my Jesus, Jesus is Pale
And my Jesus, Jesus is Pale
low point, missing your set nxnw
in Philly 2003.
high point, catching your set w A/S nxnw in Philly 2003, driving a borrowed car in a snowstorm...
well worth the risk!
X Chris Magnus
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2019