But I can't guess this so far.
Ain’t there two guys?
And then two moths flit slowly downriver.
And then to you a love, a carrier.
And then to a moon
inside a book.
Jimmy Lassa.
Helpfully, I saved the leaves.
And then two moths
invented me.
Who saw you do it?
But I can’t carry my singing.
I’ll carry mice.
They look at me.
You do kissing precise.
You said, “Air will prompt our poverty.”
Ain’t there two guys
inside a vase?
Jimmy Lassa.
we had the pleasure to see you in May 2023 (Casio jazz guitar for the win) and again at pop Montreal, two wonderfully unique shows for an already unique band. mjohnstone
This is a most exciting surprise bag of unusual songs, each of them thoroughly different from the other ones. But they have one thing in common: They are ingenious. It's not easy to find a drawer where to put this music in. I'm reluctant to use the term "experimental", because this can mean anything, and nothing as well. Out of the established genres, "alternative rock" probably fits best, but this music is so alternative that it blows up the confines of the genre. In my collection, I'm tagging music like this as "avantgarde", to express that it's somehow ahead of the usual listening experiences. Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)