An old counting-in-seven drummer's trick. A pattern useful for other things, as it turns out. Especially at a Brazilian resort.
lyrics
Arriving, on a hire plane. She's taking a sabbatical: iced tea, banana lounging. Sinking. Into the Amazon.
All the good things (she's said to herself) - go where all the good things are!
No tomato, no Italian.
No potato, no Russian.
No chilli, no... uh?
No coca no cocoa no cacao no no no CUCKOO!!
/I kind of like this/Feels like cunnilingus/when I say her name/
/If you say it softly/she will let you speak/again!/
(sighs.)
Leaving, on a higher plane. Don't know when I'll get that again!
credits
from March Gathering 2015,
released October 12, 2015
Written by Jackie Marshall (Vocals) Robin Waters (Ur hu, Zither, Vocals) and Jack Monte (Acoustic Guitar)
This debut from the Melbourne-based folk-rock band tackles environmental issues, self-determination, and relationships. Bandcamp New & Notable May 26, 2023
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023