Hollow Bones

Dark Delta blues fused with atmospheric black metal, Slow, filthy, mournful and volatile, Weathered male vocalist, extraordinarily soulful deep gravelly baritone, smoky and ruined, authentic Delta-blues phrasing with cracked notes, growled edges and anguished belts, Verses led by dirty resonator guitar, mournful slide, upright bass, sparse floor toms and ghostly fiddle, “GET OUT!” and “GET GONE!” are explosive shouted band-stops; final accusations trigger violent bursts of distorted slide, tremolo guitars and black-metal drums, Choruses become slow funeral blues, haunted and melodic, with distant tremolo textures and aching vocal harmonies, Let rage gradually collapse into grief, Bridge strips down to lonely resonator, sparse fiddle and room ambience, “My happiness has flown” is quiet, broken and intimate, End with one unresolved resonator phrase fading into silence, Bleak Mississippi Delta midnight atmosphere; raw, organic, no polished modern-metal production

[(the instrumentals follow the night getting progressively uglier: smoky barroom blues → violent blues/black-metal collision → drunken chaos → exhausted comedown → one last cathartic explosion.)] [Verse] Oh sweet Jezabel Done left me Said I held her back She needed to be free Tor my heart out Watched it beat Before tramplin' it... Under her feet GET OUT! I said... GET GONE! You bitch... I'd have given you all... BUT YOU STOLE EVERY STITCH!!! [Instrumental] [Chorus] Gone girls gone... Guess she were all along... Singin' herrrrr... Hauntin' song... The echo remains, in-every-room... This here home feels-like-a-tomb... Steeped in loneliness... Brewed in gloom... Gone girls gone... Good riddance to you... [Instrumental] [Verse] Oh whore of Babylon Got nothin' on you Tellin' lies so sweet I'd kill for them to be true You took and took Till you were bored Broke every vow you ever swore GET OUT! Don't come back now... GET GONE! Fair thee well... Pack your shit... AND GO TO HELL!!! [Instrumental] [Chorus] Gone girls gone... Guess she were all along... Singin' herrrrr... Hauntin' song... The echo remains, in-every-room... This here home feels-like-a-tomb... Steeped in loneliness... Brewed in gloom... Gone girls gone... I hate you for makin' me love you... [Instrumental] [Bridge] This place don't feel right... Not no more... Bones of home sucked clean of marrow... Fragile now... Weak, hollow... Just like a sparrow... [Outro] My happiness has flown... [End]

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