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All My Dead Friends
01:51
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All our days left on earth,
all our dead friends
will hold us like a handful
of baby birds;
oh it's that weight that I'll carry/
us I'm thinking of.
So sweet, at first blood,
all of the ants come.
We'll eat dirty
white hearts
on the path
to the dascha.
And if we're wasps
dreaming winter
under the sun
don't go bury all of your love.
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Bird's Milk
03:24
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Will ya tell me what I want?
I won't bleed if you're a good shot,
and the apple's the size of,
or bigger than my head and my heart.
And if it's to eat the target with milk,
brown bread, and cheese till I've had my fill,
you shoot the breeze;
surround me with what you will and what I could use.
Things get hotter in the dark, dark water.
It's never the same.
Walk toe-to-heel with your back to a wall,
then grow like you feel yourself getting tall,
I'll stay vertical--drowning like all those sinking ships
must always do.
Beneath the eaves, on the roof of the porch,
sweating the grief from every pore,
heaving the heat of all my clothes burned in a pile
and smoked like god's ghost.
Things get hotter in the dark, dark water.
It's never the same.
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Like household pets with broken necks,
their bodies dance around their heads
and I dream in infinities, the space between
dumb terror and the door (rolls over itself,
halves its body, breaks its back,
drags its weight
inches at a time,
like time.)
I'm like time.
Holy ghost stirs like soup
around the heatsink in our chests,
and laysaints line up at the threshold
with our love fetish.
The war is never over,
but soon, when the robin comes,
to sing blue velvet eggs
off everybody's tongues
I'll breathe, and I'll speak.
That's when I'll speak.
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Everybody So Gorgeous
02:48
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Freshly doped, tied 'twixt pines in the snow,
shovel hovers just above my sweet corona:
"Slow now, easy--where he can't see it.."
We inject the inarticulate,
cause they cant talk their way out of it,
"Son," he said, "don't inoculate till you try it!"
Lord, I wanted to stay young
so I wouldn't have to hurt anyone,
but now these chords have a body count
and I want out.
Screaming theatre in a crowded fire,
these ushers are sitting us down!
With stitches all over my teeth--
will someone sew my mouth shut please??--
I'll eat it all if I'm allowed to breathe.
Things don't fall apart,
they just give up on being what they are:
I'm a war, I'm a war, I'm a war, I'm a war and 'scene!'
Things don't fall apart,
they just give up on being what they are:
I'm a home, I'm a home, I'm a home, I'm a home and--
Things don't fall apart,
they just give up on being what they are:
I'm a girl, I'm a girl, I'm a girl, I'm a girl and--
Someday I wanna be shrunk down so teeny,
we see each other as proteins, baby,
wouldn't that be neat?
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Asa Nisi Masa
01:44
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I don’t know, I don’t speak backwards.
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Thanks to theorist Helene Cixous
for the phrase “Because changing I”
Between the wars
they come to hox us in the stable,
so why am I holding this guitar neck
like it’s a bone broken through the skin?
These paragraphs aren’t up for auction
where your charts and graphs do all the talking.
This pen still moves like a robin tricked into love
with the click of my tongue.
Because changing I,
please focus your particles on mine,
great-grands of thunder, under one sun.
I’m ready to dance when I can’t run!
And I will tie this promise around my shins:
Scream Everything! Scream Everything!
Still this pen moves like a robin tricked into love
with the click of my tongue!
And we shuffle down the road
with the smell in our eyes.
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Christians & Lions Warren, Rhode Island
A "veritable underdog super group" (TheDig) formed in 2004. Ben Moy Potrykus (Bent Shapes, Receiving End of Sirens, etc), Matt Sisto, Chris Mara, and Chris Barrett are joined by Fiona Wood, Chris D'Amore, James Weinberg, and Sara Honeywell live. Also featuring Sam Potrykus, Kate Virginia, Greg Tellier, and more. ... more
Christians & Lions recommends:
Boss Metal Zone EP
by Beware The Dangers Of A Ghost Scorpion!
Evan, drummer and occasional guitarist for C&L, drums in this amazing horror-surf band. Definitely catch them live if you have the opportunity!
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Kate, who sings and plays just about everything for C&L (banjo, flute, keys, glockenspiel, bass...) fronts her own folk outfit. C&L's Evan engineered this album and plays percussion on it as well!
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supported by 4 fans who also own “Bird's Milk”
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Nilsson and Newman meet in Matt Dorrien’s deeply-felt piano-driven barroom ballads.
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