Save your life ‘neath a parasol
Curl up in the belly of a nesting doll
When you’re found make the sound
Of a new baby bird
If she feeds you a seed
Turn your face to the words
We all smell a lie
And we all breathe it in
* Cherry season knows it
Is sweeter than a peach is
Pretty, naughty things
Just watch ‘em dangling
It’s cherry season boys
They’ll follow you with their bedroom eyes
‘Til your tongue is buried deep in a fresh-baked pie
Sweet and tart, like a heart
You could never win over
With the dawn she’ll be gone
You will never know colder
We all smell a sin
And we all breathe it in
* Chorus x 2
So you think she’s uncomplicated
And she feels comfortably degraded
You’re sniffin’ around on the orchard ground
So by the end of the summer you’re satiated
Cerebral palsy curbed his ability to play guitar the conventional way, so Nagoda learned double slide, this is his debut LP.
Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2014
Ben Wheeler uses an East German synthesizer and a Soviet flanger to create hauntingly weird yet bright and open electronic soundscapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 10, 2022