And this definitely ain't the Bobby Brown that you're thinking of. Notice the lack of any sweet fade or blood shot coke eyes. This Bobby's prerogative is to bring you some meditative, home spun psych done up in a one man band style (with homemade instruments to boot). I've also got the live record he did (I believe recorded in the parking lot of a Fleetwood Mac concert or something) but it's pretty crackly and I'm not smart enough to figure out how to clean it up. But if someone is dying for I guess I could post that as well since I know it's not the easiest thing to find.
The Machine – Faceshift (2018)
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