Eyes,
your eyes on the table by the navel.
I said "God forbid, I'm the sinner."
Gonna sell it in the mall.
Stone, you're savage on the table.
Stone, sell it in the mall.
Oh and honey, your lies are on that table by the maple.
and I said, "God forbid, I'm the sinner, go and sell it in the mall."
Oh and I, I'm savage on your table.
Oh and I, I feel it in the mall.
And arboretum teaching passed the summer,
go and feel it like you need it.
But I know it's like you figured, it ain't maiden.
A cold and empty loft.
Oh and I, motor your Maker by the Gator.
And eyelids coming even as you stable,
gonna sell it in the mall.
Oh and I, I'm moaning on your fader.
I feel it in the mall.
Inspired by John Carpenter’s 1974 film “Dark Star,” the beautifully moody songs on this LP present a voyage into the unknown. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 21, 2021
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020