A badly warped record wobbles on the platter, the needle can barely keep contact. A yellowed and peeled label has only the ghosts of lettering, long faded away.
Recorded in a leaky concrete and steel tornado shelter in Oklahoma
lyrics
Can't tell nobody
What I'm cryin 'bout
No, can't tell nobody
Ain't no way back out
Always get rain in my eyes
Left my bones on the sand
Fill my heart up with dust
Yeah, I got blood on my hands
Can't show nobody
All the things I seen
No, can't show no body
The empty places I been
Always get rain in my eyes
Left my bones on the sand
Fill my heart up with dust
Yeah, I got blood on my hands
ooooh, ooooh
People that I met
A-way back down the road
Yeah they're all faces
That I don't see anymore
Always get rain in my eyes
Left my bones on the sand
Fill my heart up with dust
Yeah, I got blood on my hands
Yeah, I got blood on my hands
Yeah, I got blood-
A great blend of cinematic soundtrack pieces, with variation and cohesion. They all feel like the part of something bigger (which they are), but stay away from repetition or themes. David Graey
Your outie will thrill to the spine-tingling soundtrack from the breakout TV show. Please try to enjoy each track equally. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2022