Juno watches from her branch
The skeletons of necromance
With cherub grins and violet tendrils
She muses at this strange dominion
She's in the tree of good and evil
Like a raven In a steeple
Caleb opens Odin's box
Of colored sands and golden locks
He steps into the specter's circle
And gazes through his magic crystal
He sees a world of candy chapels,
talking snakes and poison apples
Oedipus lies in a field
of gender bending daffodils
As insects swarm, they roll him over
As centipedes eat through his shoulder
He gazes up at uncle Arthur
in his yellow helicopter
la la la la la la-la
la la la la la la-la
He sees a world of candy chapels
talking snakes and poison apples
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
Occult psych-folk in the '70s U.K. tradition that further affirms the historical link between Appalachian and British folk songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2019