black is the color of my true love’s hair
her face is something wondrous fair
the purest eyes and the softest hand
i love the ground on which she stands
i love my love and well she knows
i’ll follow her where’re she goes
i’ll write her a letter containing these lines
i’ll suffer death a thousand times
i’ll go to the clyde for to mourn and weep
but satisfied i can ne’er sleep
if she on earth no more stay
my life would quickly fade away
black is the color of my true love’s hair
her face is something wondrous fair
the purest eyes and the softest hand
i love the ground on which she stands
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I love the light and shade between Bryan's dirty and Emma's forlorn vocals. There are so many layers to this recording that are driven home through contrast. Plus the riffs are brilliant and get me moving. I can't stop listening to Thou and Emma in general lately. spaceman2250
Recorded at home, Six Organs of Admittance's 21st album upholds Ben Chasny's reputation for experimental psych-folk excellence. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024