Your circle broke when you left for the backroads. Up jumped the devil and your soul had to follow. Not the devil that you follow. Everyone giving good pieces of their mind. You just ran and left them all at the wayside. Getting the hell of out of Stateside. Never blinked when you walked into the unknown over sun scorched hills and woods overgrown. But this is nothing like no backcountry that you know. No this ain't nothing like no backcountry that you know. Someone’s got their hands pressed over both eyes. Never blinked when you toed all the crooked lines. For God and Country all the traitors are gonna die. For God and Country all the Heathens are gonna die. Now I see the dread in every coming day and I miss my home oh so far away. Real American grace. What I wouldn't give to feel again Dakota winds blowing fierce across my weather burned face.Those who leave no trace.
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I enjoy this every time I hear it. I aspire to be this good some day. looking forward to celebrating 50 years anniversary of your band in the future. wouldn't that be nice. until then, stay safe c_g78
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Good sound for a road trip !!! The stoner rock atmosphere as relaxed as driving on the open road while the wind blows your head clear through the car window. Stephan
Big, clanging psych-rock from this Arizona outfit fuses monk-like vocals with slow-winding guitars for songs that feel like strange hymns. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2016
An earthy amalgam of American Primitive, spiritual jazz, and drone from this Seattle group is full of orbiting melodies and forest vibes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2023