1. |
The Burning Car
05:22
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We were bored and we were young
With a gas can and a pick up truck
On a marsh road in the dead of night
Like dogs out on the hunt.
A car parked in the reeds
No driver to be seen
No plates, a door ajar
Abandoned to the weeds.
We were bored and we were young
With a gas trail and matches struck
And in the mirror as we drove off
It burned like a blazing sun.
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2. |
Bolyston and Pike
05:00
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You can finally smoke in your room
And drink all night beneath the colored lights
Sleep in ‘til noon
Keep the TV on for the sound of another voice
Remember to rejoice
Remember to be proud.
No rules
No goals
No obligations
No referrals
Hang your posters on the wall
Ignore the dust and stains and footsteps down the hall.
Throwing bottles off the roof
And lighting up your smokes on the kitchen stove
Saying you’ll quit soon
Keep the heat down for the cost of the winter bill
Dress against the chill
And radiator’s knock.
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3. |
No Big Crime
04:58
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Stolen cigarettes
I tucked you away
Pilfered from the purses
And reserved for that day
To smoke on the rooftops of academic halls
One last salute
Stamp it out and move on
It’s no big crime
Don’t need forgiveness
It’s no big crime
If there ain’t a victim.
Four dollar scam
And goods pushed up my sleeve
No grand gestures now
Just petty victories
Not quite so brazen, not quite so proud
To live on the boundaries you first must learn how
It’s no big crime
Don’t need forgiveness
It’s no big crime
If there ain’t a witness
Could you pay the price?
Could you sleep at night?
Could you make it right?
Could you justify?
There’s wealth in your hands
When it’s free within your reach
Won’t you recognize your greed
And live within your means?
Now spy the young kid case the joint
Walking down the aisle
Pocketing a bottle
But all you’ll do is smile
Cuz it’s no big crime
Don’t need forgiveness
It’s no big crime
If there ain’t a witness.
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4. |
Dusk on Main
03:55
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5. |
The Kick Drum
05:28
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The staircase load, cinder block holds, and blown wedge
The blistered hands, the duct taped stands, and coated heads
The moment might be brief but that’s the score
Kids file in with hands stamped at the door
For a chance to dance and move across the floor
Mouthing the lines and bobbing in time because of the kick drum
Crossed out lines of all the lies we’re raised on
Eat well, sleep well, pay your debts, and save some.
The neighborhood doesn’t want you anymore
They subsidize the trash sold at the store
While you serve the men who bought the place next door
They’ll close the dives that kept you alive because of the kick drum
We found a place where we felt safe on the outside
Ten miles south from the heart of town, we compromised
The children came of age out on the lawn
The neighborhood watch made sure that nothing’s wrong
But they didn’t like what they heard from teenage songs
Making that sound from the underground
In love with the kick drum.
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6. |
Mexican Hat, Utah
06:20
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The sun bakes the black top road
And it shimmers in the Utah heat like a mirage
Lost between rides
Pooling our change to drink away the fear of the unknown
For the freedom of calling every nowhere home
Krylon names mark our route
From summers north to winters south, we roam.
Like the flocks above or the schools beneath
We drift along in search of heat and ride through the night
Sleeping in the shadows come daylight
Thumbs on the desert trail
The veins in our nation’s arm
I know them well
A pin and India ink punctured into skin
And it reads “just survive”
A reminder that you were here and you’re still alive
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7. |
All Men Forever
03:01
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Torment & Glory Seattle, Washington
The solo project of Brian Cook (Russian Circles, SUMAC, Botch, TAAS)
These are imperfect songs about
imperfect people made under imperfect circumstances. Harnessing folk traditions, country storytelling, kosmische drones, punk scrappiness, and sludgy distortion into a warm, enveloping sound that feels like floating in the womb.
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