Tree Puddle Park

Local plants, more power lines and bright green leaves to the beat of 80 a minute, just to listen to the distance & rhythm we fixed for you, to live in real quick, while you stay on our shores, soaking up visuals, going up unreal tunnels beneath the space we found our existence plain; which we stand on today, playing out songs & feeling so gay, in the way people used to say, that’s happy, you got me? Okay. Nature, grace & sacred things, like cloudy skies & so much life your smile could fly off your mouth, travel miles, go south where POV psychedelic imagery ain’t no thing, so now we sing with electric means. Dance tunes coming straight to you with fat bass grooves… see you next time, highflying guys, in the light of the moon.

Music:
Composed by Angel Wings-of-Flame and Tree Biscuit
Keyboards by Angel Wings-of-Flame, Howard “Rainbow” the Truck, Kid Dinglebrain and the Sacred Scoundrel
Produced by Prince Dimplebrain
Arranged by The Wizard Singlebrain
Conducted by The Wizard Singlebrain

Video:
Cinematography by Tree Biscuit and Squire Simplebrain
Edited by Apprentice Nimblebrain
Concept by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck

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