Pour me another drink, for every late hour spent thinking 'bout what could've been.
Can I get just one little evening where I'm not the captain of a sinking ship.
The highway used to excite me back when I knew that it could lead me home,
now it's just a one way street, away from everyone I know.
The night is catching up with me,
I can't run fast enough.
The road is now too dark to see
and the times are getting rough.
The night is catching up with me,
I've nowhere left to hide.
Baby, baby where could you be?
I've searched far and wide.
Pour me another glass, for every pair of shoes that have been sick of wandering.
I've been thinking: these cards we were dealt could never be a winning hand.
And I swear, one of these days I'm gonna set this whole town on fire,
just to see if burning memories smell as sweet as in my dreams.
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023
Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022