five hundred days enduring the splinters
a crescent eye transferring its weakness
the simple dark envelops the body
your fickle will bestowed on the homely
the southern girls will sing you their language
and pour their poison transfixed by the damage
they'll walk upon the moon that you're calling
your phantom pain imposed by the hunger
James Smith's latest release as Good Good Blood is a trippy acid-folk soundtrack for uncertain times, interwoven with wonder and longing. Bandcamp New & Notable May 6, 2020