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Dark Fruit

by Alligator Indian

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In a vanguard effort to introduce their debut LP, Alligator Indian chose the tune "Dark Fruit" to single-handedly represent the album. Balancing lyrics that deal with hope, loss, death, Florida wildfires, and of course vampires, "Dark Fruit" twists through haunting ivory interplay between Mister Church's and Miss Bubble's keys before erupting in tribal triumph and percussive payoff. To further articulate the audio, analogue auteur The Cyclist and pop patron Heart Island reimaginatively mixed, or "remixed," the song. The sparse drone of The Cyclist's version cuddles alongside Heart Island's saccharine dance, creating a trio of immersive and entertaining tracks built around one unit of song.

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credits

released 20 April 2012
Harrison/Torrealba

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tags: electronic experimental haunting post-pop post-punk remixes single tribal weird Asheville

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Track Name: Dark Fruit
Crawl up from the floor
Maggots at your nose
Eatin’ all your bones
I am, I am home

I made a sugar skull just for you, my sweet
I cuddled with a stone just to read your name

Bogie at your door
Never, ever more
Reaching for report
Live our lives in lore

As I say all of my goodbyes and go to sleep
I drift and decline, hold hands with Hades

In the summer, we would see
The burning down of all the trees
Things will die, but they’re reborn
The joy of watching kingdoms falling down