Southern wind blows softly, smell of spring and coffee, as you descend the kitchen stairs and shake the sunlight from your hair. Pull up a seat, son. I got to let you know. The time will soon come when I'll have to let you go.
The day's on fire, the weather's turned. Let's sit back and watch this one burn.
May you stay wild, strong and free, but don't go growing old on me.
They'll be a time you'll work for pay. Today is not a working day.
May you know all the things you need to know
when the curtain falls, when the lights go low.
I have sinned and then some. But there's been much I've overcome.
I pray my sins don't haunt thee. May the apple fall far from the tree.
So stand up straight, son. I know it's sad but it's true.
The time will soon come when I'll have to cut you loose.
The day's on fire, the weather's turned. Let's sit back and watch this one burn.
May you stay wild, strong and free, but don't go growing old on me.
They'll be a time you'll work for pay. Today is not a working day.
May you know all the things you need to know
when the curtain falls, when the lights go...
I can only take you so far. Then I'll turn you over to the stars.
And may the celestial signs that they design remind you of who you are.
This days on fire.
Morning wind blows softly, smell of spring and coffee; as you descend the kitchen stairs and shake the sunlight from your hair.
My family drove in silence for the whole album, soaking up every song, on a road trip to visit family. The kids, now grown, grew up on Fugazi. As usual, we all get something different out of each song, but in conclusion, we agree- this is a rocking, listening experience worth sharing. We are also grateful for Amy Farina’s voice and percussion. What a great marriage of music! We hope for more <3
K Sikes
This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2019
And HOW . . . as McFarlane usedta say. Best thing I did this Bandcamp Friday was try to pay back some really great Chaos.
When your buddies are your family. And you each handle an instrument or two with elan.
To wit, I'm sad as all twilight that I couldn't've partaken in these beautiful stubs of at least being given an opportunity to *actually support* the ones who grant you joie de vivre, before the drummer passed on.
Well, here's to all the "spins" I can get these folks . . . 🦋💖 Richard Delgado