Blow me to Bermuda I've got nothing left to say
all these people staring at their feet, I just wanna go away
Blast me to Bermuda, I got nothing left to see
just stuck in that stone at the bottom of the sea oh
Blow me to Bermuda past the pyramid of light
I've been thinking through the floor, without much appetite
Blast me to Bermuda, I'll wash up on the shore
barnacles between my toes, sea urchins in my pores oh
All proceeds from this hefty compilation of psych, surf, prog, and experimental bands will be donated to racial justice mutual aid funds. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2020
Grim motor-psycho music that goes from growling Steppenwolf jams to delightfully strange jazz/krautrock diversions. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2020