Here it is !
So glad to share our release of King Gizz' Polygondwanaland album.
What you have here is :
- Double 12'' LP cut at 45rpm.
- Personalised mastercut.
- Deluxe hand screen printed jacket on heavy weight Stardream Quartz 350 g/m2 paper with fresh lizard king red blood ink, haha !
- 200 copies.
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All LP vinyl are now shipped using HEAVY weight 4 panels cardboard mailer and tracking.
This makes the final weight more than 500gr --> higher shipping costs unfortunately.
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Includes unlimited streaming of Polygondwanaland
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Meet me glassy eyed, blind, and divine
Holding down the fort on the coastline
The castle is a pimple on the face of the world
A humble spot for clues to drop if you eavesdrop
I see through the bricks to the sea, crumbling castle
Waters rising up, thick and green, crumbling castle
Inching closer each century, crumbling castle
Are we safe in our citadel?
Look upon our condition, crumbling castle
You would not believe where I’m from, crumbling castle
We wait for the death that does not come, crumbling castle
Dug all the holes in God’s acre, crumbling castle
We have even said our last rites, crumbling castle
Are we safe in our holding cell?
Look upon our condition, crumbling castle
We head to our extinction, crumbling castle
The sound of the constant lightning
Would be enough to block out
The fall of the end of the world if it weren’t
For our tinnitus from the bomb
In the wind I sway back and forth
I’m brittle as an aged human being
Where my walls are safe from wild weather
The filth forms into great nastiness
(Polygondwanaland)
I don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
I don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
I don’t want to fall into dust
I don’t want nothing but to live on
The ache inside my keep spurs me on
I don’t want to be invisible
(Polygondwanaland)
I don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
I don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
On this very day in one thousand years
The Earth will be relative to the Sun and the Moon
And a new world will be created
I know because it is written here
I see through the bricks to the sea, crumbling castle
Inching closer each century, crumbling castle
Waters rising up thick and green, crumbling castle
Are we safe in our citadel?
Look upon our condition, crumbling castle
You would not believe where I’m from, crumbling castle
I don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
Don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
Don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
Don’t want to be a crumbling, crumbling, crumbling castle
supported by 35 fans who also own “Crumbling Castle”
Oh how I long for this album in vinyl format! Such smoothness. Such warmth. Such execution. This music begs to be taken along and woven into memories. Everyone I’ve shared this album with has loved it. The music speaks far and wide. Shouting out to a fellow follower, Brian Lehmann, for his excellent taste in music. If not for him, I likely would have never stumbled upon this absolute gem! Plinchmo Larduktin
Winter McQuinn mixes soft rock and psychedelic folk for a sound reminiscent of classic pop purveyors like Cut Worms and the Lemon Twigs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024
supported by 23 fans who also own “Crumbling Castle”
I was on a train travelling to Seefeld in Austria and had nothing but the Alps to look over from the windows. This was a perfect compliment to the environment I was in Robert A Johnson