“Don’t ask me anything ever again, cause I don’t know why and I don’t know when. I don’t know who, don’t know where, don’t know what even was it you asked me just then.” Well, it’s easy to tell the narrator is having a bad day. Luckily his music is great, and it makes for a great eartaste of flavors from fingerpicking to good solid strumming, and a superb pop voice feeding every neuron pleasurably as a string quartet in the background adds the spice to make a good meal turn gourmet. The poetry continues. “Deep in a vault of amnesia I keep a life written in disappearing ink, and I’d be the last one you’d ever find reading a book so unwritten, I think.” Shoutout for the strong title cut, To Oblivion.
Brothers Dimm