Biography:
Many of us have fallen for James Jackson Toth's cracked Americana as seen through dirty sun-baked glass and it's hardly surprising, he offers an oasis in a land of polished perfection, a little bit of unpredictable immediacy in a music scene which tends to favour labour and overwork.
All becomes clear on hearing the album's opening track - 'Crucifixion, Pt.II', this is not beautiful music, this is the soundtrack to a mescaline fuelled road trip through the lonely deserts of Mid-West
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Intro: E
E
Wake up, go and see the Bleeder
F#
And the lady made him leeches, that's his bride
E
They'll pull those yipping dogs from within you
F#
Like wailers cleaning monsters from inside
G F# E
How long, will Wand, be gone?
E
Thirsty, so are all the skeeters
F#
I forget how everybody can recall
E
And I forget the purgin' and the screamin'
F#
It's milk over matter after all
G F# E
How long, will Wand, be gone?
Guitarsolo, rhytmn: E, F#, E, F#
G F# E
How long, will Wand, be gone?
E
Wake up, go and see the Bleeder
F#
And the lady made him leeches, that's his bride
E
They'll pull those yipping dogs from within you
F#
Like wailers cleaning monsters from inside
G F# E
How long, will Wand, be gone?
E
Thirsty, so are all the skeeters
F#
I forget how everybody can recall
E
And I forget the purgin' and the screamin'
F#
It's milk over matter after all
G F# E
How long, will Wand, be gone?
Guitarsolo, rhytmn: E, F#, E, F#
G F# E
How long, will Wand, be gone?
Woodpigeon
Woods
Woods of Birnam
Woods of Ypres
Woody Paul