Paled-eyed blues and yet no so vain
You left me waiting in the rain
Clearly born yet not nearly chained
Clinch a fist for the party's gain
It was all so blue
It was all so green
If it sounds so true
Then it's maybe in a dream
In the dungeons, in the planes and drones
In the abyss, in the heart of stones
Looks so young when it feels so old
Feels so chilly
Straight upon your asking hands
Called upon the endless sands
Colored white for the sake of doubt
Colored green for the joy of sound
Pale and hungry, dragging your legs
Against the pavement like an old man led
Sorry for questions, fear of danger
Pray for mercy and the love of a stranger
On this sprawling double LP, the South African drummer leads his band through a series of mournful and vibrantly melodic spiritual jazz compositions. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 6, 2020