Can't you tell there is something in the air? Cracks my cells into something else, I swear. All my doubts follow me until the end. Hear my shouts getting quieter again.
Everybody is someone else in passing ways and passing self. Everybody is someone else some days. Hey, we're just passing ways.
I'm undone, telling myself I'm the same. Missed the sun but not like I missed the rain. Cannonball crashing through my goddamn head. Let it fall, let it drag me down instead.
Daily focus-training coupled with strong work ethics pointed toward making life more bearable for others could turn around this age for the better. This album is beautiful. A force for good. CHOSEN
Oakland artist Kevin Nichols blends his love of pop melodies and Nirvana guitar tones on this first single from an upcoming full-length. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2021
Up there with Joe's best -- it feels like it pulls from every record he's done before while still being completely distinct from any Cymbals record in the way it combines the psychedelia and accessibility with some of the lushest, most ornately arranged music I've heard. Plus the guitars still rock, the solos fucking slap, and the ballads somehow slap just as hard. The narrative based lyrics also hit a sweet spot in Joe's lyricism -- direct but inventive, descriptive and endlessly compelling. Emmanuel Castillo