No veil to hide our lack of sight
No skin to cover our naked fright
No sign to show, no way we've know
The sky don't look right; it's over blown
No sacred eyes to crawl inside
No sun to kill and ascend the sky
I'd like to feel- I'd like to lie
A stark narration; he only sighs
A starving hate; I'm breathing light
No one to talk to who isn't right
I drug the sky across the moon
To feel the rhythm fill the room
I felt your eyes describe the night
And as I shivered we took our time
Valley Soul another act from the Monterey Bay. I've had the pleasure of playing with them many times. This is their debut EP- funky grooves, tight harmonies... It's all good! Keep an eye out for em. Vincent Randazzo
There's a shortage of real honest-to-dog folksters in our day and age. Jordan Smart is one of them. Here is some music you can believe recorded live at the fantastic Henry Miller Library in Big Sur. Vincent Randazzo
Chris Scharb is a producer an musician. Psychic Temple is one of the many projects he is affiliated with. III is recorded mostly live at BIG EGO Studio and has some killer musicians on board. Dig it. Vincent Randazzo