Claustrophobic, close to sainthood
Awake, but barely breathing. Pray for daylight.
15 days of upright walking, little sleep and nonsense talking
The baby birds were so delicious.
15 days of everywhere, sorry for the liquor stare
If I were you, then you were me, we move the same, differently.
The Dillinger was used more than once.
From Soho steps to Hengelo sand I heard Jack Shit say, “Piss off man”
“I do what I want when I want, make sure it’s dodgy.”
From Roman dirt to Belgium rain we stood with ghosts and felt ashamed
In a room that glowed chipped yellow paint.
For 15 days I was alive, all teenaged heart and starry-eyed
I wanna wake up at a truck stop in a porn-a-holic haze.
I was bottom right and to the back, no Hemmingway or Kerouac
A camera and the college girls, dogs, traffic, microphone shadows
Background noise, monkey hands, mushroom tops and a dirty laundry pillow.
released September 19, 2012
Recorded and mixed by Brett William Kull
Mastered by Fred Kevorkian at Avatar Studios New York, NY
Brett Kull – Electric Guitars and backing vocals
Ray Weston – Lead and backing vocals
Christopher Buzby – Wurlitzer, Rhodes, Hammond, synths
Tom Hyatt – Bass and backing vocals
Paul Ramsey – Drums and percussion
Written and recorded January/February 2006 at Farmhouse Studios
Mixed September 2012 at Catapult Sound
supported by 40 fans who also own “15 days - CD quality 44.1kHz/16 bit”
These guys have horns and cellos, and they're not afraid to use them. If you're looking for a Yes or Genesis clone you're out of luck, but if you want a band who take the time to stretch out and give a song time to develop you're in luck.
I'm going to change my mind about my favourite track regularly.
Oh, and flutes.