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Saturday, April 26, 2014

Word of Mouth #11: Trophy Scars - Holy Vacants




I love, fucking love Trophy Scars, and that's why I'm glad to be doing this.

This album will be released on May 6th through Monotreme records. 

I was formally introduced to these guys with their "Hospital Music..." album back in '10, which is a fantastic listen if you like post-hardcore mixed with jazz & blues, and you don't mind (or better yet, you like) tempo changes. I haven't nabbed any subsequent album from them since then, but I was immediately grabbed by the news of this release. I've listened to the linked song a few times now and that's what's going to get me ordering the beast, because it's just that good. What say you?

Thanks again for great music, Trophy Scars!


Friday, April 18, 2014

Word of Mouth #10: The Menzingers - Rented World





This release arrives April 22, 2014, courtesy of Epitaph records.

Finally, folk punk gets a shoutout from me.

The Menzingers have been going at it since 2006, which is by no means a long stint but it needn't be in order to drive home a point in the punk genre. These guys couple a somewhat contemporary punk sound with rather intelligent lyrics that don't veer off into skater punk territory. "Rented World" will be up for grabs as of April 22nd, so be sure to check out the song linked above and even show your appreciation by buying the album when it drops!

Thanks, Menzingers.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

All I Wanted

Got that resume on hand
That enthusiasm momma always told me to have
Opened up and vulnerable, he said to me:
"No, son boy, you're not qualified."
When all I wanted
Was to be what I wanted to be

Got that pen & paper on hand
Gonna write me an essay as a prelude to a free summer
Determined and nervous, he said to me:
"No, son boy, you don't get a pass."
When all I wanted
Was to be what I wanted to be

Got that I.D card on hand
Another day of work and a chance to go places
Crafty and ambitious, he said to me:
"No, son boy, you're not fit for the role."
When all I wanted
Was to be what I wanted to be

Got that passport on hand
Gonna fly to the ends of the Earth to start fresh
Dreaming and scared shitless, he said to me:
"No, son boy, you just won't cut it here."
When all I wanted
Was to be what I wanted to be

'Pith' Concept Poem



I'm clamping these crimson fists together
I've wrought much agony tonight
The pain, the wanting, the de facto nature;
The individual grasped, the identity in sight
The burning need of independent thought
Inhibited, bridled only by the living of her

This will make for a dream of dreams
A maniacal quality unheard of by most
Unsought of by most, if not all
Unsound, if even ethically stark in its quality
Matricidal intent is ubiquitously forsaken
But my desire is, in exchange, all for the taking

It was but wracking to muse;
The lover and the giver in me strongly refused
But nature prevailed and though my sanity's since sailed
A world's weight was instantly loosed from my shoulders
At the snuff of a light, the passing of one's pain
That whom birthed a sheltered life then razed by my hand

The soothsayers, the playwrights, the poets
They all shyly wrote, all timidly spoke, all penned this stage;
A child snuffing the mother and, oh in its bitterness
The child thus reborn, at the bloody loss of the mother
I broke the chain, and carved my path that beckoned to me;
I've set myself irrevocably, veritably free

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Shorty #1: 25-Year Old Bicycle Scrub

I haven't ridden a bicycle in, as per recollection, 20 whole years. When I did back then, I recall having had little to no equilibrium, and thus an ability to balance myself on anything less than four wheels. I never really possessed the desire to try it again for a long time. And then I went to Sport Chek today for shoes, walking by the bike racks.