Old black sheep did save my daughter from a rabid dog
Tipping on the scales of a young summer's paradox
Unholy Greek unfolding right in front of me
Cooling on a stone
I've been unfriendly
I've been provoked
There's been no end to me
I write an ode, to sidestep honeys on a side road
Dusty friends don't wait for water on the desert ground
Sipping on their sweat in a young summer's paradox
Unruly sand right through me in the beady heat
Drying up alone
I've spent plenty of nights alone, I find, that I can see hind the bones of a streetlight
And I'd give a bucket of flesh to a ghost one night, if I could betray the spirit at my bedside
Former member of Fela Kuti’s Egypt 80 unveils a rich, swinging new record that pulls from jazz and soul in its high-wattage songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024