The light of the moon guides you through cotton fields to the hand clapping. Around a fire they sit, reeking of the spirit. A stench so powerful you can drink the shine from the humid air. But who forgot the fiddle? Fuck it, may the hoedown begin.
- Shine on the Delta
This track is no longer available to be downloaded for free, it can now be found on the latest 53x11 album, Rouleur
Sometime in the near future, I will be releasing a CD with a high quality re-master and remix of most of the tracks on this website.
Article was last edited on Wednesday, August 6th, 2008 @ 3:07 AM