She'll emit a rhythm to pierce my fragile heart
Will it go on to pound another day
Or shall I yank it out and toss it on the floor
Sloven and slattern, splendid and stately
And always filled with a vinaceous unease
A vinaceous unease!
Fanning blasted calamity
As far as teary eyes can see
Write to me, I can read
And before the passion withers, let me drown it
You often told me you'd give me all I need
You say I'm lost, I disagree
I packed it in without a fuss
Even when carrying obligations
Happiness can bring
We watch the passing parade
It doesn't mean a thing
Sure, it's easy to say they sound like Steve Albini with some delay, but that really misses the bigger picture: Albini never used delay. They guys are doing some things that Steve never thought to and that's worth a listen. Gbro