Lady Luck sees me,
But she just walks by,
The masks I wear are beautiful,
A cup of my tea WILL get you high,
I'm a child of creation,
I ooze with passion from my lips,
But when I do take off the mask - to give the fair lady a kiss,
She says the luck she'll give me lies,
Under all her garments that shimmer and shine,
But a man makes his own luck,
So the mask stays on,
A guise, as I'm gagged, now my Lady Luck's gone
And now she's gone, the nights are long...
Now she's slipped through my fingers like the sands of time,
Guess I'm my own pilot, king and captain,
Though I'm now the mother of my own nature,
I'm a picture of depression's caption
Colliding a host of global sounds—from desert blues to Turkish psych—Abronia comes up with a mind-melting combo that never fails to thrill. Bandcamp New & Notable May 23, 2022
Former members of Phenomenal Handclap Band expand on their “everything but the kitchen sink” approach, adding rich vocals and finely-textured arrangements. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 30, 2016
This Michigan-based trio trip, swirl, and echo their way through 11 songs of psychedelic, surf-tinged, garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2015