A father’s guilt, a son’s anger, a mother’s fear, two brother’s ignorance.
Got so much I split myself in half.
Getting very good at math.
One, two and one.
Some brothers for my son.
But what have your children done for you lately?
I don't know.
Then I think about her and the time we were.
And I suppose I should know,
But there's just too much ghosties telling me “Go.”
Got no tongue to spit it out real loud.
Go and make papa proud.
One, two and one.
Another life begun.
But someone will pay the toll eventually,
That much I know.
Then I think about you and who let down who.
And I suppose we're both cold.
Maybe the difference between the young and the old
And the S.D.
Famous Class ready 4 fuzzed-out pop gems for their latest release by Philly guitarist Mike Polizze, recording as Purling Hiss. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 27, 2016
This album fucks as hard as dripping and magic but imo feels the most personal and emotional release of the three. It’s weird and frantic but hits
this really interesting balance.
jude