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The Mister Edgars by The Mister Edgars
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fave it Progressive Rock | Power-folk
9 tracks | 38 minutes
Released Oct 2004
on Iconceptual
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- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 04:36 California lyrics BUY MP3 04:36 California lyrics "GIFT MP3" 04:36 California
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 03:08 November Lot in Chinatown lyrics BUY MP3 03:08 November Lot in Chinatown lyrics "GIFT MP3" 03:08 November Lot in Chinatown
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 04:49 Orchids on the Orinocco lyrics BUY MP3 04:49 Orchids on the Orinocco lyrics "GIFT MP3" 04:49 Orchids on the Orinocco
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 03:39 The Longer I Hold lyrics BUY MP3 03:39 The Longer I Hold lyrics "GIFT MP3" 03:39 The Longer I Hold
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 07:10 Weakness/Cape Canaveral Moon lyrics BUY MP3 07:10 Weakness/Cape Canaveral Moon lyrics "GIFT MP3" 07:10 Weakness/Cape Canaveral Moon
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 04:19 Emigre lyrics BUY MP3 04:19 Emigre lyrics "GIFT MP3" 04:19 Emigre
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 03:20 Sample and Hold lyrics BUY MP3 03:20 Sample and Hold lyrics "GIFT MP3" 03:20 Sample and Hold
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 03:30 Moving Day for the Soul lyrics BUY MP3 03:30 Moving Day for the Soul lyrics "GIFT MP3" 03:30 Moving Day for the Soul
- sample lyrics "DOWNLOAD" 04:12 Two AM Port lyrics FREE 04:12 Two AM Port lyrics "GIFT MP3" 04:12 Two AM Port
Guitar, Drums, Bass and Vocals, with lyrics that your eyes would lick if they had tongues. Great value: every song guaranteed more than three chords. Songs about water and space.
Bio / Background
Three A.M. tar black night between the stars, and down below the water smoothed with engine oil is thick and impenetrable. A burr of light enters from the top of the screen, tilt head up from the reflection and flames from the Cape Canaveral moon push into the bifurcated sky-scratch as the thunder arrives and has a direct chat with your skeleton. Sound and image, humidity and poetry. A triangle of Canaveral, New York and San Francisco form a constellation that is the form of this album.
A basic lineup of guitar, bass, drums and vocals deliver all the poetry and music per sentence and measure that will fit across the groove. Robinson Edgar opens his black stick carrier and produces wire brushes. Pulls back the hood, rubs them into the snare head; McBeth's witches preparing their broth. Dan Tripp walks his bass from chord to chord, testing the way, anticipating the direction, falling back to retrace steps then running ahead to confirm the migratory vector.
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