the SACRED DATURA
This is a song about web footed creatures of all kinds, a song for web footed creatures, a song written by the amazing web footed creature with no wings but two halos.
this is a song about flowers. pretty flowers, ugly flowers, and their impact on modern social standards, as well as their influence on pop culture.
This is a sad song. This is a love song. This a pop song about piano induced suicide and satanic rituals involving four leaf clovers.
This is a song about getting sucked into a black hole and spat out next to the universal borders where dogs have learned to goose step. It is most definitely a social commentary, though critics may disagree.
This is a song about our fascination with firearms, waterarms, eartharms, and windarms. Pretty much all sorts of arms. It is also an extremely personal introspective look into our souls.
This is a song about the ups and the downs, the lefts and the rights, and the unending horror of the 8 bit space war sideshow salute.
This is a song about scissors. That's right. Scissors. Ain't nothing special.
The very first Sacred Datura song ever recorded. A long and noisy epic.
Acoustic drums, organs, scraped and bloody knees of a second grader. Stay calm, the ambulance is on its way... you're going to make it.. i wont let you die.
Pretty minimal. Synth, a little noise, and a mindf*** beat.
Trash drums, acoustic guitars, the only song on the second volume of four track demos that isn't an instrumental. Vocals by Sarah Moore, who also wrote the lyrics.