Elevation
to clear your head
Helicopter
spinning 'round your bed
Salutation
your majesty
We are landing now
In my home country
My Lord, my kingdom
in every bone
In this territory
you call your own
The field, the forest, the mountain, and stream
of conciseness
dragging you down underneath
where the darkness is blinding
but movement is binding us all
in harmony
A nostalgic record full of ambling rhythms, vivid imagery, and cotton-soft melodies tapped out on an ever-present ’70s synth-organ hybrid. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 11, 2021