Walk into a place, by mistake.
I was lost in the moment.
Noticed all the charms, from afar.
But wanted nothing.
And I, disintegrate; evaporating.
The stars, accelerate - we're left with nothing.
Figure eight, won't you take me somewhere new.
On your way, it's a place on the side of the moon.
Slowing down my pace, for the race
I know you're leading.
Looking to the sky, wonder why
We feel there's meaning.
When I, communicate; simulating.
I see, a figure eight, but on it's side now.
Oakland artist Kevin Nichols blends his love of pop melodies and Nirvana guitar tones on this first single from an upcoming full-length. Bandcamp... New & Notable Jul 8, 2021