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I haven't even heard the song. And I don't know who wrote this one
yawning jackboot century
limited edition domestic themed mausoleum
torrential shitrain
underwater cemetery
surgical incision beneath the left eye
chain link chain link chain link I hate you
pouring sweat in a wildly illegal house of wires
masturbatory amphetamine fever dreams
well appointed shelter, overeducated lobotomist
one million life affirming volts
sultry shouting voice
pots and pans repurposed as menswear and sports equipment
very posh indeed just around twilight
greasy salutations and velveteen expletives
my smelly friend
shake my flaccid hand
brainwave with the president
vomit in public pools
show the principal your private parts
slick with suntan lotion
overlarge curry flavored member
congratulations
splitting headache from overindulgence in amyl nitrate
swampy savage cannibal rage
fly into an unimpeachably lesbian cinder collage
I'm afraid she is poised to be a naked corpse
smashing against the rocks on a secret beach
several minutes after midnight
contrived motifs and self sacrificing spanish garage glamor
CUT OFF YOUR GUITAR STRINGS
DEFILE YOUR INSTRUMENTS
SELL YOUR RECORD ALBUMS
FREEZE INSECTS INTO CHERRY FLAVORED ICE CUBES
FRIGHTEN MOTORISTS
SHOUT
HURL ROCKS
READ THE BIBLE LOUDLY ON THE TRAIN
DO NOT SAY HELLO
NEVER BLOW YOUR NOSE
BUST UP CORPORATE PICNICS
KISS ALL THE SPLINTERS
I LOVE YOU.
(it was already performed under a different name to those who were listening)
and that is the point.
*sighs*
"magnet hitler?"
that's right.
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yeah, it's kind of like
03:08
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wNew Record!
Corpse Song
Ghost Dream
Chinese Food
Soul Wash
Oscillations Pt I & II
It's Just A Stomach Ache
From Parke With Distance
Like a Jimson Weed
Anchor on My Chest
Corpse Song
And I love you
and I like you too
and they love you
what am I to do
I'm just a boy with untied shoes
another one for you to use
or abuse if you choose
I really don't have much to lose
and I love you
and I like you too
and they love you
what am I to do
dig you up in the morning
like you never left
you haven't said a word
and you eat like a bird
today is nothing new
I'm so in love with you
can I hold you?
I can't feel you breathe
and I told you
I don't want to leave
'cause I love you
and I like you too
and they love you
what am I to do
you haven't touched your tea
there's something wrong with me
do you want to go
oh baby I don't know
but I love you
and he loves you too
which one did I mean
oh everyone it seems
I got punched in the chest by a stale depression
and suddenly I want to cry
as cynical as I am I can't help but be exuberant
but I want to die
so I'll see you
I don't believe it's true
I wish I did
I am just a kid
and I love you
and I like you too
and they love you
what am I to do
Chinese Food
I don't really feel like chinese food
I'm too afraid you'll disappear
your revelation has altered my mood*
but I will always be right here
to find you drawing death over cold coffee
cigarette flower clutched in your hand
more affection than I expected
I wish that I could understand
[chorus?]
G C
the drugs will leave your blood
but I'll never leave you
I wish I could write less sad songs
and I wasn't so sick
Doing long division to pass the day
it keeps waking nightmares away
pet my black dog in the street lit night
I'm hating everything in my sight
Ghost Dream
stripes and splash
silent crash
I'll see you soon
I'll see you soon
water people drift by my bed
songs noisy and depressing
like to haunt my head
I'll see you soon
Chorus:
the curtains are pulled yeah but I'm still here
you can call me the seer
the curtains are pulled yeah but I'm still here
I'm the seer of woolen specters
they're becoming more audacious
and the happy young professionals
with their untimely deaths
monsters picaresque
with their slimy bad breath
and your mother too
she's disappointed with your lifestyle
Chorus:
the curtains are pulled yeah but I'm still here
you can call me the seer
the curtains are pulled yeah but I'm still here
my memories disappear they're growing stronger in dreams
calcified and cured, my eyes at rapt attention
I have to rest my head it's a bit too heavy at the moment
and all that's on my mind is sunflowers and overalls
Oscillations Pt I & II
Dandelion half- blown
makes me curse my wretched lungs
i've got a song in my head
and a rock in my heart
I really want to yack
and I can't keep track
I don't know what to say
why won't this go away
sleepwalking's a luxury
I hate all that I see
I've said this all before
nothing changes anymore
I'll turn my ring back in
my waning hope feels silk and warm
I guess that luck has been my sin
I would trade it all in
for a forever plucking starlight
in a floating silver hammock
an orange purring kitten
by a pot of celestial fire
I want to tear the space apart
so I can live there with you
a nothing so immutable
a stack of books too
you're my home
but we can roam
you'll find me here
just waiting
I know you're far
we've crossed the bar
Soul Wash
I don't want to steal your words
but they're prettier than anything I've ever heard
you've got my panacea of perfection
and without your love it isn't too much
yeah there isn't a magic bullet
to untangle the tar inside you
when I see you my face turns scarlet
you say it's pointless but I just can't help but try to
yeah it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
wash my soul
give a hoot don't fuck up this isn't my life
that sinister autopilot keeps you far
backwards is her forwards and I miss you
my cheekbones save me every time
I wish that I was there or you were here or we were somewhere
pixellate your mind and it's just not fair and I hate it
my infinite library with bright pink hair and I love you
I'm looking at the ember and I see you too it's true
but it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
wash my soul
At night this looks like a prison
and I never want to see you go
I watch until you leave my vision
and I drive home really slow
As fast as I drive I'm never fast enough
to see you
I want look into your eyes until we see the sun
and to be you
'cause it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
wash my soul
you turned a cynic right around
and i've got x ray vision too
you're infected by this cloud
but I can see right through
you fill me with light and you've got some too
you might not think that I'm right but I know it's true
tunnel vision in your great hall
there's much more space between the walls
and it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
it's the soul wash I'm after
wash my soul
It's Just a Stomach Ache
you cry backwards sometimes
the tears run up your cheeks
Chorus:
maybe itll be a song one day
but now its just a stomach ache
I guess it's time to go away
I won't be anything for your sake
it's split in two. one half got the house and the other's in an apartment. they still talk on the phone sometimes.
theres nothing there but still I stare
you follow me to the nowhere in which I follow you
routine
pupils
veins around your eyes like spiderwebs
photos in the dark
the right words refuse to play
reinstate ocean
coffee tastes like dirt
for ernest with distance
parke haskell
place your knees in the hollows
be still my mind
slip on the morning with me darling
we're running out of time
place your knees in the hollows
be still our mind
slip on the mourning with me darling
we're running out of time
place your knees with the swallows
be still my mind
slip on the morning with me darling
we're running out of time
we're running out of time
we're running out of time
be still my mind
lay bare and blind
Like a Jimson Weed
pull my eyelashes out and wish for you
wish all the time and it isn't even me
I'll smoke my lucky cigarette
and I couldn't make a safer bet oh yeah
takes me by the collar my mind runs far from me
to the desert manicured and green
It's a walk in the parke I set on fire
I'll keep the embers of her memory red
don't wanna walk a mountain without any trees
I wanna go somewhere; somewhere I'll get cut by the breeze
Overpowering everything right now
skull sick my brain will let me down oh yeah
deliriant disgusting I won't be seen
and unconsciousness is just so mean
I've come to a new insight
punctuated by problems
my ugly history doomed to repeat
I never thought the wolves would wait so near
prop me up with white pills of shimmer
and my view ahead couldn't get much dimmer
turn my lungs to charcoal to kill the tremors
100 speedbumps and coffee stains my shirt
I guess the sun is artificial
I want to walk away and decompose
A flash of your eye draws a smile like lightning
and my wires crossed pull your body from the dark
I wish I knew how to connect the dots
the patterns I love are beautiful and useless
I have no idea where I'm going
and the place you're looking for does not exist
should we all be so lucky
to press our thumbs against the end
I could blot out the light and be at home
such a dirty trick it is to lose a friend
don't wanna walk a mountain without any trees
I wanna go away and get cut by the breeze
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a survey of sound works between 2015 and 2020
involved with a field recording
practice and an interest in forming incongruous spaces
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