A recent Style Magazine story on Coby Batty reminded me of a post that I have wanted to do for a while:
There is a wolf, she sees with golden eyes;
She follows me, she knows my lonely mind;
How many times she is singing in my dreams and she knows all my songs;
And if I am right, she will sing along…At Idlewood and Cherry late at night;
The moon is full, the Hill waits for the sun;
Ol’ Salome and haze settle along the yellow lines
Hollywood bones love to sing along…
(I still need to capture that full moon though)
Thank you for posting that song. Both members of this duo, Coby Batty and Paul Watson, used to live in Oregon Hill.
i played drums on that cut.