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.