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chris porter he got a slice of a thing called originality .... hard to find these days ...... plus its sweet and played well and recorded well ..its weirdo quirky shit too and thats always fun Favorite track: Daisies Fragment.
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John Kerridge This is one of them albums that pushes the boundaries by fusing a traditional art form and overlaying it with an often considered opposing art form. Folk v drones is a challenging concept. The fusion works well. Very clever and highly enjoyable. Great album and the song writing is superb too. johnkerridge.com Favorite track: Wire Haunts.
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Matthew Campbell Randomly stumbled upon this. Glad I did. It's awesome! Favorite track: I Don't Understand What You Like About It.
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released March 27, 2014

Mississippi / Change MRP-063 | Eggy Records 43

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Track Name: I Don't Understand What You Like About It
I don't understand what you like about it
I don't understand what you like about it
I am turning into scum
I am tangled up in someone else's profitable dream
but I am what I seem

I don't understand what you like about it
I don't understand what you like about it
I am hunting in the grass
I am walking toward the trash compactor turning on its man
the mutiny we ran

I don’t understand what you like about it
I don’t understand what you like about it
I tripped and my tooth caught on the latch
I’m weaponizing catch-as-catch-can, frying all day long
I’m violent in song

I don’t understand what you like about it
I don’t understand what you like about it
I am driving on a pin
encountering an intelligence way beyond its means
a marketplace of screens

I don’t understand what you like about it
I don’t understand what you like about it
I am referenced by shit
Celebrating Whitman with a pair of kid-made jeans
come on man, that’s mean

I don't understand what you like about it
I don't understand what you like about it
I am turning into scum
I am tangled up in someone else's profitable dream
Am I what I seem?

I don’t understand what you like about it
I don’t understand what you like about it
I am thinking in their song
I don't understand what you like about it, am I wrong?
Come on, am I wrong?
Track Name: Sparrow Command
I command the sparrows
and the skunks and the rats and weeds
I listen to pierced arrows
there ain't nothing you can pin on me
I mask up when I leave and I don't know anyone
you ain't never seen me
and I don't know who you're trying to be

I can hunt in the daylight
but I can never get outta my stone
I can move the cursor
but I can't remove the curse all alone
I go out in the world when the night comes tumbling
you ain't never seen me
and I don't know who you're trying to be

I don't command nothing
but I imagine myself with the weeds
a witch in the lowlands
but I'm dreaming my way through poisoning leads
you ain't never seen me and I don't know what you are
I deny everything and I do it
before the daylight can shine through the screen

and when the night comes burning down through the breeze

I don't command nothing
but I imagine myself with the rats and the weeds
a one way alliance
go stepping through the lots in the night with me
I'm a wolf with a mask and I can't hear anything
over my rubber hide and a penchant
for bumping high amplitude low frequencies

out in the twilight
there's a spine in the heart of the weeds
a coward between worlds
making salve from names of the stories getting cleaved
you ain't never seen me and I don't know what you are
Do you know how the names got rigged? tell me
baby won't you whisper like a man for me?

underneath the midnight moon
got the names rigged up in the seams
a crack beneath the midnight moon
run a line thru the light for demands you can mean
I can see what you mean when you mourn for the nameless
charging up all your stones with the moon
taking sides with invisible war machines

when the night comes burning down thru the breeze
when the night comes burning down thru the breeze
when the night comes burning down thru the breeze
Track Name: False True Love
(traditional)

come in come in you old true love
and chat a while with me
for it's been three quarters of a long year or more
since I've spoke one word to thee

I shan't come in, I shan't set down
I ain't got a moment's time
and since you are engaged with another true love
then yr heart is no longer mine

when you were mine, my old true love
and your head lay on my breast
you could make me believe by the falling of your arm
that the sun rose up in the west

there is many the star shall jingle in the west
there is many the leaf below
there is many the damn that shall light upon a man
for treating a poor girl so

I wish to god I'd never been born
or (had) died when I was young
then I never would've mourned for my old true love
nor (have) courted no other one
Track Name: Wire Haunts
a wire haunts my floor
a paper folded more
a wing removed from its eye
the corner in the dye

a wire hunts my door
a collar on the river
get the water to work
induce the flood to talk

a napkin framed, enshrined
you can see this world is kind
a sign for all that's good
induce forms from the wood

a cord plays in my blood
a switch would turn it on
a sensor makes it heard
but hold the body down
Track Name: Mole Song
well there ain't nothin wrong with my kind of song
I'm sure you heard I kicked hard and got kicked out
well I coulda kicked harder I shoulda kicked a hole
well I could circle back I could come back as a mole

I wish I was a mole in the ground
I wish I was a lizard in the spring
I wish I had a five dollar dress
I'd melt into a slick oily blessing

I'm going to the store I'm coming back from the store
And you don't need no one to tell you who your friends a re
I'm lit up on the moon in the sweating mouth of god
I'm a partisan and now I know which side I'm on

I'm thirsty for the war
I'm hangin out pretendin I'm watchin the door
I've got a secret star on my nose
I'm scratchin from the other side of the wall
Track Name: True and False Comforts
a rotten bust
a holy sore
sneakin' the killers through the side door
a naive act
wrongfully attacked
writin' the killers into the solemn pact

I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could

"It's hard on me
This livin' free
how's an honest man make ends meet?"
age of war
different than before
sell your supper, who you singin' for?

I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could

(refrain)

Longin' to die
what do two words mean?
sneakin' the puritans into the punk scene
tor in the wild
anti-security
sympathizers been hackin' away - at the root of that tree

all things that come
come with the memory
since you been gone
I do whatever I please
nothing compares
nothing compares

It's a fucker's game
all tongue cheek
throwin' the hardline out in the lieu of sleep
don't get me wrong
it's a complicated song
beneath the paving stones the beach - and then the sea

I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could
I done well, I done good, I done what I could
Track Name: Mint Of The Seasons
With my respect
your authenticity would make a junkie out of me
I like to crack a joke, I like to read smoke,
mint of the seasons, there's a hair in my throat
get me high & mighty on my own good times

well I deflect
the door harkening from heaven back to 1997
romance enough to destroy, but then my life's a toy
mint of the seasons, there's a satan in my dick
crank it up to eleven and let me enjoy my night

I like to look and get looked,
I like to ride and get rid
of every doubt
come on and work it on out

with my respect
I breathe your mystery today, but you won't be worm-crap to me tomorrow
I like to dig in the dirt, I like to get hurt
mint of the seasons, magic mint blossoming
midnight rolls around and I am also rolling around

I heard you once
that you could sure avoid heaven livin' other people's legends
but would the smoke disappear if you poured enough beer
mint of the seasons, there's a psychic streak down the middle of every drunk
but I don't wanna be slow prey for the spiders of my illnesses

I like to look and get looked,
I like to ride and get rid
of every doubt
come on and work it on out

pretty cute
with your precious little town and your odyssey of sound
but I like a sharp turn of phrase, I like to get phased
mint of the seasons, money of the plant world,
pay me now and I will never ask for another advance

I like to look and get looked,
I like to ride and get rid
of every doubt
come on and work it on out
Track Name: Usurper
usurper
you only pretend to be a man
but you are obviously
sleepin in the trough
and makin off - with all the riches
sleepin with the witches - of the land

usurper
you don't know - exactly where you stand
but you are grabbin for the land
catchin on the curses - staggered jagged in the sand
the right to pleasure, the right to own a car,
the right to walk down the street pretendin you're a man
you talk a cow and you don't know
but you are just standin in a field waitin to get milked or get killed

usurper
what you do is real
and them furies can peel
the flesh off of a redvine
or the grapes off of a tree
you're skinnin' down all your blockbusters
and stretchin' and tannin their hides for me

Redemption myth
You are in the wild
Emaciated and free
Redemption song
You are sucking blood
Prodded and misunderstood
Oh sucking blood
Sucking blood