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May
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Hope springs eternal in the sugar cane, and on the rose plantation. Wind whips the water round the reservoir, and the incantation of ‘how we’ve always been is how it’s going to stay, and yet we’re left in the margin’. But when the Salvation Army, armed and radicalised, melt their brass for bullets.
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May will turn its head to the fields. May will turn its head to the fields and groan. Again.
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Summer isn’t coming in anymore, it never really was. Barleycorn has clods ploughed upon his head, but he’ll never grow again.
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Look to a memory of what never was for a soft foundation. And if the sun never sets, then you never sleep, then you’re next to nothing. ‘How we’re always been is how it’s going to stay’, with our arms left folded. The threat to storm a barricade that doesn’t exist leaves The Sun half frozen.
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May will turn its head to the fields. May will turn its head to the fields and groan ‘there has to be more we can do’.
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Summer isn’t coming in anymore, it never really was. Barleycorn has clods ploughed upon his head, but he’ll never grow now. ‘There came three men out from the west’ but their victory was already tried before. The maypole has been splintered and its frayed, the ribbon’s torn again.
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The Palps Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
[Good, wholesome, ethical music for fans of intellectual lo-fi prog
rock.]
The Palps' music has been described as "quietly monumental" and "cinematic", and at other times redolent of Sabbath and Sonic Youth.
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