Hey, analyse this, I want you to take
your underwear off in the back of the car
with a full compliment of Hieronymus Bosch
goings-on in the rear of the scene,
a half-forgot dream made of old magazines,
a conga-line of Jungian archetypes form
in the nude by a forest of pubes
that's on fire with the promise of STDs
You know what I mean
That's not what I mean
You seen what I seen?
Wait up, my language is crushed
I hung out too long with the promise of
fuck what a fool I've been,
it's hard to admit what I think
It's amateur dramatics writ large
on the screen of my skull,
a melodrama that's dull
all we need is a new influence
Hey, I can change all the things
that surrounded this bar after I wandered in
I have burnt my keepsake box of debris
Tell me, what is required of a usual guy
in a usual way? Who can say?
You better than me
Disembodied, I drifted into tangles of weeds
Lifted, and pinned up to the trunk of a tree
Then I'm back, and we're speaking of needs
that we've got, buried in the dark all unseen
Wants collide with social difficulties
Ego, control that Id please
On this harmonically rich LP, the Scottish singer-songwriter contrasts gorgeous soprano harmonies with strident folk-rock instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 26, 2023
Incredible psych-rock with an undertone of grunge and a focus on tight songcraft gets a well-deserved vinyl pressing. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2023