Can you resist?
The entranced dance in the gardens,
the heady ride on a Chanson,
the shadow of your reflection?
A never-ending ecstatic dream,
a skull-breaking monologue,
a tobacco-chewing Clint Eastwood?
The picture-perfect, lethal hydra,
the voice of the moon,
romance’s brute force?
This band paints stories in your ear
that leave Hollywood green with envy.
You don’t want to resist at all.