On a cold and dreary night in Brooklyn—Henry Black lets loose on his landlord...
At times, shit gets a bit dark around here. So, let's lighten up the mood with Black's Dillonesque "Landlord Blews".
Lyrically, it's simultaneously funny and brilliant. And, it's also a very cool jam.
Awesome neo-folk vibe going on here.
And now, listen and dig all you death rockers.
"We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever." — Sagan