We built a house on stilts as high as the moon,
Over river blades where I found you in the dunes,
Casting words of epic tales,
Of places where your poem sails,
In the fading smell of sleep,
You dove into the silent deep.
The wildest rose has the leastest thorns,
Your a fiery ball that lights my way till dawn.
These hearts they weave a web,
From gold and from lead,
Ancient faults create a rift between,
A salty loch and a silver stream.
Ewan Bleach is brilliant, his touch, soul and aura are unique nowadays. When I listen to the album it transports me to another world, his world. Then it's hard for me to come back to reality. Really enjoyable and nice. Many thanks Ewan to produce all this music for us to enjoy it. carsebe
Punjabi-Australian vocalist Parvyn combines Indian and Western instrumentation with looping electronic elements on this commanding debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 7, 2021