His name was Joseph
He was a preacher
He left the boat
To tell the others that
Nothing could save them
But the grace of god
And the men killed joseph
Left him there to rot
The men went on
Looking for the truth
Met a gypsy woman
At the side of the road
She told them to go
To where they all would find
Peace and absolution
Up in the mountains high
So the men struggled through
To the highest tops
Past the darkest valleys
And the coldest drops
Still they hadn‘t found
What they were looking for
Watched each other starve
Racing for more
When they reached the summit
All hell broke loose
Flames came bursting
Like a burning noose
They knew they‘d die
At least those who were left
But no one cried
As the mountain cleft
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Earthy, jammy progressive rock with thick, chewy guitars and tasty organs. The music is loose and drawn out but rarely loses itself. Just a really vibin' listen. impressivelad
supported by 6 fans who also own “Silver Lining In A Mushroom Cloud”
My favourite Dublin band. Heavy as a mountain but so much more than that. They'll beat your face in with unrepentant doom riffs then change tempos and styles into a blues/jazz jam then return to their heavy psychedelic doom grooves when you least expect it. Sublime. Sid Daly
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2019
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