Long story here. A long time ago, a friend of mine was telling me about a gang of miscreants came out of the woods and damaged her yard. In her desperation in telling the story, she mixed up the words, "hoods with sticks" and instead said, "sticks with hoods" - I immediately got the image of big sticks coming out of the forest wearing hoods and attacking her yard. Naturally, I found this worthy of writing about. Weird.
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One fine day I sat upon my lawn
Just minding my own
Just catching the sun
Just innocent bliss
My eyes were closing and my mouth agape
When suddenly I did awake!
To...
Sticks with Hoods from yonder woods
They stole my goods those Sticks with hoods
Sticks with hoods from yonder woods
In misery they taunted me.
They haunted me!
Someday I will get my just revenge
I'll find those Sticks
Those nasty Sticks
Chugging, organ-laden motorik-psych from Spanish group Melange with lockstep rhythms and kaleidoscopic vocal harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2017