Out In Space With The Sounds From The Sports Club
In the blanket of space, the silence trembles and the path is far for millions of miles. The strum of the guitar brings a journey where no band has gone before.
In the blanket of space, the silence trembles and the path is far for millions of miles. The strum of the guitar brings a journey where no band has gone before.
The fire crackles and burns as the heat engulfs the rest of us as we sit down in a circle around the fire. The night sky is clear and the crickets chirp as we wait and see what the night brings us. The strum of a guitar bellows the sounds of the crickets and sparks high as it blinds the fire in the background.
The sounds of a highway full of traffic at night with bright headlights and overturning highways of Texas summers.
Out comes a beast that is rare, that is something that is unheard of in today’s society, a beast with octane breathing riffs and lyrics that crunch the leaves under the tires.