King Darves the sun splits for … the blind swimmer

Grizzly Adam   7/8/2008   A Library

short songs, stingers. apparently little dashes of dirt. know it’s new jersey. done during 0607 these sessions are a pitchy male feverish sing along. old timey americana given lounge hooks in flamingo style. in utero thumps and other simple percussion. friends perhaps backing the unnamed king. darves’s jingles jester central dead center city scummy stuff. and it’s the stuff scum would like. first person narrative tells us about a sap for the dangerous life, and youthful error. the tunes all have internal coherence as if being held together by john lee hooker brand of craftsman glue. de stijl strikes a devils deal, or a dicey bargain, with the inspired shrouded enchanter.