I had dreamt of having a marimba for many many years, it's a sound I love to no end.
When I finally got one earlier this year I was so happy and wanted to record it as soon as possible.
This acoustic reprise of Friends In Low Places seemed like the perfect place to debut it.
lyrics
In old Venezia I made my trade
Selling marionettes in my ramshackle place
On that hallowed night when I lost my life
All I remember was the gleam of the knife
I vanish with no traces
I've got friends in low places
I wasn't missed or mourned, my body never found
But I made new friends here underground
I was chosen for a second chance at life
I am the watcher now I watch for all of time
Face off with the faceless
I've got friends in low places
Ohh, just another one in a long line of no ones
One of many replacements
With my friends in low places
I vanish with no traces
I've got friends in low places
Ohh, just another one in a long line of no ones
Face off with the faceless
With my friends in low places
Ross J. Farrar of Ceremony creates dubby outside punk evoking the minimalism of Young Marble Giants on his second solo record. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2024