What owl's hoots haunt fell-forced night's gown?
Haunts hawk on woods, grim notes fall foul.
Fear grips none near, wight waits his owl.
Go forth, now not!
Hanged woods urge out.
Winging orders, howling hastens.
Feasting feathers nearly grounded.
Who is hailing our dark winged foe?
Gathering nightly, faint lit fires guide
Freely grouping nether noones.
Winging orders, howling hastens.
Who is hailing our dark winged foe?
Freely grouping nether noones.
What owl's hoots haunt fell-forced night's gown?
Haunts hawk on woods, grim notes fall foul.
Wight waits his owl.
Hoots haunt.
this record is so evocative of a specific time of day, in a specific room, in a specific time of my childhood in 1991, that I get kind of lost in memory when I listen. this is music overflowing with warmth and kindness, a soft world for anyone who needs it Ashley Rivera
Stunning ... The opener has very much a 70s sound, somewhere between jazz-rock fusion and progressive rock. But the band show their exuberence and expertise by carving their own path.
Such a shame there's no more. Peter Jones
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