I see a Desert Spine from my window. I hear a broken mind when I lay my head on the pillow. In a dream my shadow came to me, wearing the skin of my enemy, telling me, "sometimes things can seem like an eternity." I saw myself inside of my own life. My liquid crystal light had frozen me for a time. In a dream my shadow came to me, wearing the skin of my enemy, telling me, "sometimes things can seem like an eternity."
Dreamy, intricate guitar pop from Oakland's Absent City; splashes of accordion, sitar, lap steel, and mandolin add textural richness. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2020