RUMBLE by the Lambta Da's

MASTERED BY JASON ZEIGLER
AT CELLAR AUDIO MASTERING
cellaraudiomastering.com
THE CHORUS FROM 'HANDS & LEGS...' WAS USED WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM A SONG BY those guys from last night & VANESSA & PIPER HELPED ME SING IT.
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a hellcat sometimes, pretty little thing, hair an odd shade of dark red like black cherry pop, eyes like a hershey bar, the only thing I am honest to god scared of is being alone... benny's pool hall, poppin pills, washin down bennies with sneaky pete, I oughta have some friends, I'm gonna stomp biff wilcox's guts tonight, honest to goodness gangfight, rumblin... my memory's screwed up some, you could paint, write, barkeep, or just bum around, five years of reformatory, raised white line scar... my stomach clenched itself into a fist and a fear started creeping up my backbone, biff's hand went into his back pocket and came out flashing silver, I'm gonna cut you to ribbons... patty, blond hair with dark roots, her little sister's gonna tell we were kissing and such, "love you babe" I said and turned her loose...

The music's expression is paradoxically less solar and extraverted than the character of the seasons would lead us to believe. More than strength or richness there is an intensity, a sensation replete with freshness and firmness, which is remarkable. This deep and confident presence that persists over time becomes the memory of the music, possibly for always.