Lonnie is drowning in the fountain, while all the wolves prepare off in the surrounding mountains.
This hum in the air and this death in the room, it will pick us apart if we don't leave here soon.
These liars, killers, and evil men have collected the land and are in power again. You can hide under a rock or you can turn yourself in, but they are ruthless, hungry, and in power again.
Lonnie is dead face down in the water. His bloated back grows red as the sun grows hotter. This town will drown everyone within it - our days are numbered and growing shorter by the minute.
A folk punk classic, and a great example of how flexible the genre is: from the beautiful and heartbreaking "Blue Jays", to the poppy fun of "Day Gaunts", to the poignat honesty of "Misanthropic Drunken Loner", to the satisfying dissonace of the instruments vocals and lyrics on "Perfuctly Disfunctional". One of my Favorite albums that shines light into an underappreciated Genre losthuman113
I don't think anything I write here will do justice to the artist who commited to this.
It feels like he lets his heart open up to you with vulnerability and colours of sorrow, confusion, frustration and hope. All at once. And it's genuine.
What does it all mean? Read the title. It all falls down in place and it's truly great. szczur
Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip