Another early jam started in Oakland and finished in Rockford. It needed some banjo.
lyrics
I'm not at home but I'm waiting for my love to take me back.
I'll go along but I'm no more well known, a silent martyr standing by.
And if I'm right they won't tell me.
When I'm wrong I can follow very well, if I want to.
I changed my clothes.
I combed my hair just so, and then I combed it back.
I can't go on in this lean-to life and I just want to bring me back, but they won't let me.
They can't tell me. They can't tell us no.
And if I could, if i could. What would happen if we don't follow anymore?
We're not following anymore.
And now I'm home no longer thinking of the things that held me back.
I tie up my own shoes, make up my own news and take it with me back home.
Xeno & Oaklander return with an album full of their trademark minimalist synth grooves and slow-winding vocal melodies. Dark and mysterious. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2016