Summer nights in the Ozark woods vibrate with insistent insect song. On and on and over and over this tune plays. Such playful pluckiness! I liken it to banjo picking accompanied by unrelenting thumble-fingered washboard playing. 505 more words
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How it started.
One day, Spike and me wanted to produce a new, awesome thing. Spike is a great musician and friend of mine. I told him from this idea, to combine relaxation music and doom. 235 more words