Couch Session #5 — Elsinore

Elsinore, a gaggle of five Midwestern men,
came by while driving cross-country, and all the way back again.
A band from back home, from a much smaller town,
a quainter place, where people you know are always around.
We became fans first, friends second, constant listeners third,
with such dynamic songs, the lines became blurred.
One thing that remains static, straight, tried & true,
is what their music involuntarily does to you.
The chills from the lyrics, which sink like blood on a page,
tighten your throat, coarse right through your veins.
If their harmonies don't make you feel, you must be sans a soul,
a frozen-blooded creature, a heart lined with coal.
"Is it just something you can't quite put your finger on?" they pose,
Like they're inherently aware, like they already know.
Far from their home, the town we too used to claim,
they sang out from the new place we now give that name.
Luckily, we were able to postpone our goodbyes,
when the band stayed two nights, not one, from a snowstorm surprise.
And as the quintet lay quietly asleep on inflatable beds and cots,
there was a sense of being back in Illinois that could not be forgot.
So, to present a band we love, from a place we adore,
we give you, dear friends: Elsinore.

MP3's:

Elsinore - "Evens (Big Ugly Yellow Couch Session)"

Elsinore - "Body of Water (Big Ugly Yellow Couch Session)"

Elsinore - "Chemicals (Big Ugly Yellow Couch Session)"

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