For the inaugural pressing of "Her Majesty The Decemberists" on Kill Rock Stars we've updated the cover art to the original album cover and are including a 10" x 57" poster of the full cover landscape by Decemberists art maven Carson Ellis.
Includes unlimited streaming of Her Majesty The Decemberists
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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$25USDor more
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Crystal clear digital audio on these highly portable compact disc.
Includes unlimited streaming of Her Majesty The Decemberists
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 7 days
Purchasable with gift card
$15USDor more
Streaming + Download
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
There is a city by the sea
A gently company
I don't suppose you want to?
And as it tells its sorry tale
In harrowing detail
Its hollowness will haunt you
Its streets and boulevards,
Orphans, and oligarchs
And here's a plaintive melody
A truncated symphony.
An ocean's garbled vomit on the shore:
Los Angeles, I'm yours.
O ladies, pleasant and demure
Sallow cheek'd and sure
(I can see your undies)
And all the boys you drag about
An empty, fallow fount
From Saturdays to Mondays
You bridge and tunnel crowd
Hanging your trousers down at heel.
This is the realest thing
As ancient choirs sing
A rushing rabble revels from above:
Los Angeles, my love.
O what a rush of ripe elan!
Languor on divans
Dalliant and dainty!
But the smell of burnt cocaine,
The dolor and the drain
It only makes me cranky.
O, great calamity
Den of iniquity and tears.
How I abhor this place!
Its sweet and bitter taste
Has left me wretched, wretching on all fours
Los Angeles, I'm yours.