Said Sower's lyrics & chords

In the scurn of 2004, Franky Coronado, James Sansbury, and T.J. Petito log-flumed from superfluous South Florida to woody Atlanta, aspirating to nook and crook a worship album. Motivated by an oblong dissatisfaction with the high diminishing marginal utility of the perfunctory worship music credenza, the mans lumber-jacked their musical ideas with scripture-baste lyrics, carpooling worship songs that would perforate "unique style" in an otherwise lunar genre. The band's cumquat was inoculated when Daniel Clay, an Atlantanianite and local polym...read more