Salt and Lye’s ‘escape velocity’ is a heart-felt goodness, so very genuine, and granular. An affectionate letter to the whims of the Universe, the protagonist of blind heart and vexing open wounds, the poetry is a subtle extravaganza, tinged in apathy but energized by wonder.
“Finally found a place…I don’t mind.”
A simple acoustic experience, the solemn preponderance of Salt and Lye’s vocals, castrate your pretenses and let’s you down easy.
An ease of self examination. An ease of trust and fortitude. A trust for falsities, watched on with glaring eyes.
A truth, to that aforementioned, wonderment to the senses.
The journey continues.