Lo-fi acoustic strangenessness, weird anti-folk, oddball Americana – call Koala?! And The K-Holes what you want and you still won’t get it right.
The simple truth is, these short, off-kilter songs are filled with scape sharp lyrical gems of observation, self-deprecation and humour of the blackest kind. Think Daniel Johnston or a very warped Jeffrey Lewis…
Try the brilliantly named Shit Mittens below.
Well I’ve been sane and I’ve been nuts/A life measured in camel butts/And I’ve been sober I’ve been hooked/In a steel spoon I would cook/And I do not have to wait and die/For my life to flash by my eyes
I do not have a thing to lose/there are no words in my defense/I do not think I can keep crawling/through the excrement
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