What I Wouldn't Give

Lonely is the day, 
when the cat chased all the mice away,
those pleasure heads seeking,
impossibly tweaking have gone astray.

& the mistrusted house maid,
pockets of dust, kicked to the curb 
richly unjust, let it be heard 
that it's just a new dawn in the age of descent.
& its fiery eyes are too wide to relent.

Praise be to Eve and her "evil" intent,
its not wise to reside in a paradise fenced,
Use your sense,it's all natural & its the truth,
No, wait! its a lie, yeah its a lie, 
don't let them fool you.....

Age of Descent

A Psychedelic voyage into a meditative lysergic head space

Listen Close

Somethin About U

Surface

Too Much, Too Little

hello, this is the first track

mixing/mastering: olly vert 
art: zoëbread

i bet the man will make a nine out of these letters

I composed and recorded this album with 70s psychedelic funk at the forefront of my mind. Fuzzed-up wah-wah guitars, tape machines and ass-shakin' percussion galore. Crank it up & get trippy!
Published and released through Bibliotheque Music Library.

Creepin'

Olly Vert

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