Grit in Graceland

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Cobwebs in frames and unscripted scenes litter my brain with violent means.

The river congeals thus far and the waterway carries the vessel downstream.

My lungs adrift are dry but still imperfect with lessons learned but soon forgotten and washed ashore. We're all washed ashore.

I am the mouth of the South. I’m the mouth of the South.

Bricks and mortars are corrupting my borders. I’ve abandoned books for sharpened claws. Crown the king and watch his head fall.

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from Southern Discomfort, released May 30, 2012

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Camarilla Knoxville, Tennessee

Camarilla formed in late 2010 in a small basement in Knoxville, Tennessee. Throughout the winter the songs of Vista Blanca came together, and were recorded in the spring. Since then they have played a handful of shows appealing to all sorts of crowds around East TN. With being compared to such acts as Botch, Former Thieves, & Touche Amore the high energy and raw emotion is sure to bring anyone in. ... more

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