Hot Lunch - Hot Lunch

Tee Pee Records

Long hair, dirty shoes
Always sit alone in the
Cafeteria

With effervescence,
a rock turns into water
inside SellOphane

Di I hear truth here?
A cry with out conviction?
Mom didn't pick this

Motherfuck your meat
Absolute sister of grind
Hey! Meatball psycho

Distorted Bass tones
Progressive stoner release
Listen with headphones

Dirty Bar lunch hall
I'm there with my lunch lady
I'll have the noodles
(Alternate ending:
Buffet style for me)

Tera Melos - X'ed Out

Sargent House Records

Sonic Petting Zoo

sounds repeat through caged parrots

some creatures unknown

the hidden power?

partial star eclipse honed sharp

finger prick daydream

flashback to the past

stoned in my teenage bedroom

future leaves a doubt

when the median

rises above the moonlight

oceans bottom kiss

it's towards the sky

but lumbers in dim-lit bars

who will last the night?

our sex was contained

fifteen heat in New York City

bipolar I swallowed

a steel balloon floats

unfamiliar buoyancy

but it will maintain

upon inspection,

within every curve ball

one can't find the love

Father Yod and the Source Family - Thought Adjusters

We are all winners
brothers and sisters of God
it's a rebirth purge

Pentatonic beans
hash smoke fog over the bay
bloodshot eyes of God

Forgetting ourselves
why are we still wearing clothes?
my name is now "wind"

All the light is us
we are light, as morning's birth
all the light is us

Through the prism now
we are one, not divided
fear shall dissipate

The apples center
holds the universal chi
sorry Yod, not you

A new religion,
similar to mayonnaise,
how do I join?

How many Jesi
how many universes
apples are the world

False ending false hope
we are strong in our beliefs
whatever they are

Boaz? Who are you
are they special or only you?
the father. The sons
One Yod

I have to confess
I'm carrying your baby
the moon stars and son

Irrevocably
simplistic good intentions
perhaps, same old shit

Calloused vocal chords
scraping universal dust
but no, not really

Flute lusts for woodblock
woodblock ravishes guitar
bass, drum, and voice weep

Heloise and the Savoir Faire - Diamond Dust

This Romance makes me
knock down all candles and dance
around the fire

Beats need to hold weight
the synths cannot hold themselves
tightly to the right

Wasabi glitter
a fabulous flash of heat
senses lit ablaze

The bubbles go pop!
Floating inside an assumed
Vampire rhythm

A void has been cleared
the new vogue is in our hearts
thumping magenta

My pelvis is hot
pressed in the interior
you're inside with me

Your candy voice licks
my dull heart surfaces through
and I dive in it

Sparkling happy
a fluttering firefly
Boom Boom Heloise

Pink pixel raindrops
tongue on the midi keyboard
dystopia dance

Glow demon shimmies
angelic vixen struts
wing open thigh wide

Tokyo. Munich
Paris,New York, L.A., Rome
Berlin, London, here

You will command us
under the influence of
$20 drinks

We still hear these songs
several years later when
we wear silver suits

Sounds a lot like what
I used to listen to in
the nineteen eighties..

Minus the Macbook,
plus some literary nods,
minus autotune

Elmo Williams and Hezekiah Early - American Made

Big Legal Mess Records 

It's a dive in here

and the sun will be up soon

lets hop that next train

roll the drums on through

make it whats made history

smoke them tunes for good

one two three four one

announce proclaim major chuff

two three four one two 

fives and sevens tough

for bone pleasing four four time

I'll tap out each beat

march march heel stomp march

make yourself a regular 

moving drum hand kiss

harmonica crows

down upon the rolling train

a storm approaches 

hot summer "fuck you"

volume, we turn up like fleas

and your momma too

I'mma get on it

push a pig through prison bars

sweaty like beer can 

Its a swamp party

humid night, beer bottles sweat

three girls on your mind 

Cemeteries - The Wilderness

Slow motion dreaming
From the bedroom to the depths
Underwater sight

Asleep on the shore
The waves sing me lullabies
Nature's brilliant dream

If we never throw
off the mantle of snow, will
your voice still echo?

A million- mile stare
A memory of driving
Snow cold as it melts

I love the organ,
It's a cold weather album,
easy hip-no-teek

Floating on my back
Ocean is drifting away
The moon rides the tide

November twilight
Soft bones turn and crumble slow
Cold ear on the ground

Following others
Path is like entering a
dark room without light

The first have sparkled
Underneath higher plucking vows
Scratched clean from old hope

Fabrication poems
Programs movement
Jangle of love songs
Remembrance things past
Boundary
Life
Death
Gateway, Cemetery

Dark side of whose moon?
seems to be a calling out loud
Loop the blue eyes, boy

Chat instant muted
Drowned by the white ascension
of your sounds of trees

Comfort in letting
the periphery blur by
knowing heart is true

Instruments weaved up
tight like an orange blanket
napping through winter

The Resonars - That Evil Drone

Yell through dryer lint
Shake hard a can full of bells
Thumping heart break free

Shimmering guitars
Play themes from bygone sitcoms
Could have fooled me

Bright sounds of Britain
The Invasion come again
By way of Cali.

Telecaster waves
surfing my inspirations
pulling my heartstrings

Melodic tin crash
Can you really feel so good?
Old wave still crashing.

Polished new penny
the twinge already minted
still bright in my teeth.

Twisted Ringo smile
Have another smoke then we'll
dance through Caldor's

Inquisitive wave
riding a Davies tidal
straight out the garage

New aqua toaster
90 dollar Sears 6 string
ready to jangle

Roc Marciano - Reloaded

Roc Marciano

"Reloaded"

7/24/13

Brush fire beats blaze

Life intrigue like maze

In the haze don't fade

Their skrilla his skill

Snare drum hits like crackle POP

slow ride that don't stop

Sticky buds are packed

flick the lighter take a hit

dream rhyme all the time

A foggy back beat

A microphone stands alone

In a smoke filled room

Thunder and blue sky

Collision happens I'm here

cool. sexy Wednesday

I've been here since six

and I'm too far out the door

I've just got to go

All night production

Beats sweet as cantaloupe

and dark as my dreams

Two seconds of light

the difference between pure

cocaine and false hope

Two seconds of sound

is the difference between 

gunshot and target

It's an easy ride 

Head on the pillow and light

Just one or plenty

Smooth like aged whiskey

Fresh like a dirty mouthed boy

Swimming in champagne

Hotdog Hamburger

Your voice is scratching my itch

beats soothe it all out

Words sliced into sound

Tracks melancholy, lucid

Thinking hard as life 

Foxygen - We are the 21st Century Ambassadors of Peace and Magic

Bare on the pavement
Vulnerable without care
It never gets old

It echoes in me
We clap hands inside my heart
but I can't reach it

Have a Summer play
Heat makes the voice hazy, warm
Glockenspiel sure, yes

These undertow beats
Glossed dark as rain-wet asphalt
Sweet stupor of youth

Sun glint aqua car
Chrome shiny as carelessness
Lead foot my birthright

Bend those strings sideways
If you start to fall over
Will yourself sober

Woke up on the beach
must have been here two days
but the landscape changed

Xylophone 60's
Raymond Carver smokes in that
old haunted arcade

Deep breath take in sound
see influence ghost holds you
I will hold you too

Ramming Speed - Doomed to Destroy, Destined to Die

Band- Ramming Speed

Album- Doomed to Destroy, Destined to Die

On the hoarse back bones

The guitar strings masturbate

On low primal voice

Denim bikini

Punch kick bend thrash pool party

End on summer jams 

The toll of the bell

We raise clenched fists of fire

crack skulls for fun

The threshold's collapse

Guitar solo juggernaut

Paraplegic doom

Jaeger belch in heat

This basement stinks so fully

Life is death round here

College, yeah right mom

bankside fire, bar stage at night

World burns in bar chords

A surprise attack

Blood curdling instantly

Blasting furious

Attempt to clanch fist,

Release the screams of demons

Then ring your throat out 

You just say the word

and I swear I will do it 

Get me a gas can

Pine needle pistols

Smashing toilets at the zoo.

Sirens signal war.

Practicing knife tricks

Is a fuck-ups vocation.

Buck-up and drop out. 

Hot lithium melt

They cut out my jugular

and broke all my hopes

World wind of true pain

Need more fuel for the fury

Leave your kids at home

Skeletal fingers

Brutal, wincing animal 

Metalic darkness

Southern Cookin' - Self-titled

Southern Cookin'
Self-titled
Polydor Records, 1979
June 21, 2013


Blow it off your back
hear that beat my golden lady?
It's never enough.

Pocket the beat in
out fade out pain syncopate
Creamy brass, next song

Like the time you found
a dime and the ice cream
left your tongue wanting

I'm backseat in an
El Dorado, and kissing
disco in my bed.

I. A slap bass tackles
a scuffle between rivals
football reference

II. Blast to last the night
right full is the way of funk
breath deep funky bro

Chocolate magic
I caught the fever with you
Be gentle, I'm young

Funky train starting
Yes, everything is disco
Feelin' good in here

It's one of those days
a bikini top bake off
Ham casserole done.

Sweaty sweaty sweat
The heat keeps fluctuating
Oh, polyester

The rhythm section
Grooves smooth enough to be oiled
Funky time capsule.

What good are words now?
let me become tangled in
your velvet g-string.

It's been a shit week
A honey dipped rendezvous
licked my insides smooth

When you wrote these songs
in 1979
I was three years old

The Caring Babies- 7" Gold Friends

The Caring Babies
7" Gold Friends
The Case of the Missing Records + Robot Octopus + Zombie Teddy Bear Records
June 14, 2013

I wish I could ride
A colorful rainbow song
As close as it gets

A care bear just knit
Polyester sweater suit
Gargamel screams FUN!

Kittens <3 skeeball!
Arcade carpet bubblegum
A child's lost shoe

The last day of school!
Speeding bikes, candy + FUN
Is my summer jam

Casio jingle
Nice friends singing together
Am I charmed or not?

Love and time will blur
the difference between my
ice cream and sorbet

Sweet Apple - Wish you could stay (a little longer)

Sweet Apple
7" Wish you could stay (a little longer)
Outer Battery Records

6/14/13

Better Than Ezra
Flip it over, then blank stare
Not my cup of tea

Over the ocean
I think this needs another
Electro remix

Nineteen Ninety-Four
Summer College radio
Shocking B - side switch

1998
Song is on the radio
I'm feeling car sick

Here goes caution, man
Up her skirt too slow in my
hazy high school car

I could not stay here
Goblin king came and got me
Drop the crystal ball

Oblivians - Desperation

Artist: Oblivians

Album: Desperation

Label: In the Red Records 

6/11/13

Dance so fucking hard

Gonna tear this place down

Rip shit glorious 

Glare lights on the drunks

Drums clean under guitar haze

Beats hard as picked bones

Long day working hard

Clean off the grease and plug in

Time to rock the bar

Your friends show up late

Its not for them anyways

Its your time now

Bareback hauling kegs

Body's packed atomically

Pools of bottle sweat

Teeth clamp, hips wiggle

Somebody call the police

Rock and roll sexy

In a grunge bar

Tight shirts and double whiskeys

Sweaty, drunk, gritty

Dirt on leather skin

Denim fringe curtains open

The sun kissed salt lick 

You leave the front porch

No shower, Memphis summer

Bloodhound for cold beer

Move like a panther

To the back of the barroom

For everyone's girl 

Then, a tambourine

Sacrificed a casio

To feed rock and roll

In all garages

An amp has collected dust

The battle begins 

Winter's been long, but

The summer car is ready

Let's kiss and let go

Loudness button on!

We're doing youth a favor

By turning it up!

Send me your hustle 

Surf my body crying game

Growl your divine 

Golden bedroom light

Buried deep in dirty clothes

The phone is ringing 

At the laundromat

The devil was in her eyes

And set it aflame 

Obvi obvi oh

Shake your ass to the bathtub

The first thing came out 

Greaser says fuck it

Guitar blast beehives all night

Sing if I want to

Skip from '55

to '77 to 

Now let's do it

Trash can trampoline

Escaping and on the run

Fire on your heels

Inject my body 

With caffeine amphetamine 

There is no way down 

Muggs - Full tilt, Live at The Cadieux Cafe, Detroit

Muggs
"Full tilt, Live at The Cadieux Cafe, Detroit"
5/21/13

thrown back some place good

but my daddy don't live here

falling in full tilt

keep rockin' your knee

the floor is close on Cadieux

past midnight, drive home

the beast is awake 

shake out your long dusty hair

denim armor on

distort my Tuesday

pants low, is this... Saturday?

the week will listen

get up! get it on!

smoked the perfect bowl of weed

rainbow flatulence

feather bowled over

this is not just a three-piece

Detroit Rock 'n' Roll

John Bonham-esque drums

I hear the Motor City

V-8 drive, drive, drive

your gun slung so low

solo, like pregnant bomb threats

neverending joints

ominous riffs be-

trayed by grins of bro party

fucking kill it man

gonna tear the roof

off this Knights of Columbus

till that barmaid's hot

I've had my tongue in 

safe and polite all work week

fucking riff me off

got home late tonight

found coyote at my door

oh how the fear grows

Freddie Gibbs - Str8 Killa

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Freddie Gibbs

"Str8 Killa"

I drove by Gary

Detroit the one to send me

You made b-beats there

Hot day, drink early

Representin’ in summer

This is our soundtrack

No bullshit party

Gary Indiana beats

Mutha fuckin gold

Rolling my first blunt

In my boys warren basement

Midwest youth summer

Tongues like yo-yos

Spin string weak I hold on

Ear muscles hear you

I find the word “bitch”

GROSSLY undersused (nigga)

Get your shit straight son

Swaying to the bass

We listen to life stories

We share our stories

Curb-burnt sixty-nine

Rollin’ headfirst down on me

Thug infinity

Paper bag handle

On my springtime ghetto wine

Let it loose vandal

Purling Hiss - Water on Mars

Purling Hiss
"Water on Mars"
5/14/13

Dogma you seem good

but your rigid grooves emerge

on space planet mars

Grunge the night away

I want to get up and dance

Feedback to my soul

A shoe grinds the dirt

can I get a hit of that?

the smoke brings me back

Sounds Float in from a 

City Rust Art Space Show

Buzzed in Burnt out home

bowlsmoke skatefuzz isle 

and there's no bridge to it man

get there by gliding

only go out when 

I got my raw eyes on, and

they don't say a thing

memories made new.

music leads to center ear.

water on fire.

Riff my subconscious

like Freddie Kruger quaaludes

to kill me in dreams

Chelsea Wolfe - Apokalypsis

Chelsea Wolfe
"Apokalypsis"
4/31/13

The whispering wind

A voice that travels between

An elephant walks

Luckiness, peach, plum

Picture me swimming with tales

Lions like kittens

Take me by surprise

White Witch! Your thunder is low

stop waking me up

Elegant death bird

Just like I had heard you'd be

Fuck me like morphine

At first it's scary

but if it's like when I dream

I can learn from this

Ethereal voice

vibrates my inner ear drum

and then someone looms

Dictionary please

Drums are the interpreter

letters, trident, pi

thought it was the End.

thought of Jim riding the snake.

its the beginning.

Bury me deep down

Each beat further underground

I'm alive and well

Kathulu come now.

Wet make's want into my head.

Moon stalker send water.

The Chambermaids - Down in the Berries

The Chambermaids

"Down in the Berries"

4/16/13

No, you see so much.

Pussycat Dolls, you may have been that

No, it doesn't really matter

In a midwest town 

I am a midwestern 

and the sky is blue

Vocals intertwine

The bass and drums run ahead

Dance with the guitar

sexual tension

finds it's childhood home in the 

dust on a snare drum

OH MY GOD YOU GUYS

I LOVE THIS FUCKING RECORD

(thanks for making it)

this is what could be

if Thurston and the two kims

made a music kid

short shirt with fringe

fringed dancers that hang on

to see fringed noise

bass bop head stock snare

too controlled too controlled now

cuts fingers cuts lights

By water, by air

We should not go home that way

Alley's are fun too!

When I first met you

you led me down those dark stairs 

to that cellar door

Guards - In Guards We Trust

Guards "In Guards We Trust" 4/2/13 Modern Ear candy Leaving no hip stone unturned A zeitgeist snapshot through a waterfall into mozzarella lawns then into new shoes today we wished for summertime to hurry up maybe this will help I can almost taste when everything felt simple but was it ever? Black midnight leather midnight fog city street rampage hold my midnight hand outside your door you will rectify your choices when is too much when? modern kids will dig light those sparklers and dance! summer is now theirs

Palma Violets - 180

Palma Violets 
"180"

3/21/13

Warm echo? Yes please!

My constitution is tired,

and I need respite

This takes me back to 

A time when I wasn't here

it's not deja vu

desert rock chevy

interpol takes peyote

and forgets heartache

croon your fuzzy toms

and strum out the ghosts with rock

we will be redeemed

A frenzied party

feet stomp and fists punch air

dancing youth breeze by

hear through hollow ears

one kiss if he had two lips

silent skeleton

a mirrored image

is caught in your youthful eyes

it makes you sexy

All the scorecards say

It's not wrong to sing like him

One of us will be

A walker downtown

into the liquor store shelf

Oops! The bottles crashed

Remember when the 

Drinks were cheap and songs were too?

I do! Just kidding...

London recycles 

or maybe regurgitates

vastly fickle tropes

not cheap sunglasses

cheap drinks and rattlesnake birds

join the garden drum

Adebisi Shank - This is the Second Album of a band called

Adebisi Shank
"This is the Second Album of a band called"
3/17/13

Boom, boom, boom, bang, boom

It makes me think of doughnuts

buda boo buda boo buda boo

Someday I'll find you

Fierce walking to the dreamscape

The conquest is here

Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee!

Video game bing bing bing

comic book soundtrack

Popcorn in my brain

Anxiety attack me

Let's go make messes

Electric landscapes

Chicago/Japan/and where?

Ireland? Can't be...

Hidden vocal tracks

Chinese dragon in a cage

Poetry in song

Liquid implements

The neon casino bleeds

gnash translucent teeth

If we were able

To hear what plants sounded like

They would sound like this.

If a lazer shoots

In the big wild jungle

would anyone see?

Spiders with new shoes,

But no hands to tie them up.

Evolve or trip, bud. 

Tiny robots dance

in an arena of chrome

to more than 8 bits. 

Police Teeth - Self Titled

Police Teeth

"Police Teeth"

3/4/13

Pig dentures are not

junk but a package of good

don't call it junk please

Strong rhythm section

heavy rocks in the pocket

we all stomp our feet

Stomp stomp dance party

you're yelling, I'm listening

let's tear up the place

I'm 19 years old

just got home from a long day

time to turn it up

Rain soaked practice shed

work by light, home after dark

Bellingham makes sense

Finger count and march

I'll dance to you cop chompers

attention wanders

If stadium rock

was like this when I was young

I'd own more denim

Everybody jump and bounce

denim everything let's go!

all nights, starting NOW!

Behold Seattle!

your purity remains in

the mouth of the law

Blow up the strip mall

piss pepsi and gasoline

then shoot the neighbors

Sleep in til noon, dude

punch the damn kick drum straight through

drink a motorcycle 

Shugo Tokumaru - In Focus?

Shugo Tokumaru 
"In Focus?"
2/25/13

Resonate all things

including the kitchen sink

into sounds to drink

 

 

A ball of yarn falls

Continuously rolling

Passing us all by

 

 

Shoelace in untied

Have to catch up to my friends

I will ride my bike

 

 

Dissonance Beware:

It is too bright for you here

Take leave on the wind

 

 

Is it true that you,

During the war, built balloons

To pepper the sky?

 

 

Dissonance come back!

I was so wrong to judge you

Please forgive my ears.

 

 

A parade of notes

under floats of airy voice

maintain the merry

 

 

Tokyo neon

overcome by morning sun

after the party

 

 

Shogun and Sufjan

nylon string pop dream garden

same sun as a print

 

 

An optimism

of sharp inking and bright greens

what might you describe

 

 

Paul and Art never

dreamed of theremins like this

so many sounds here

 

 

Layers and layers

of bright and airy and clean

notes placed perfectly

 

 

Industrious noise

the soundtrack to an army

of bamboo robots

 

 

Standing between tents

The sounds meld on summer breeze

Arcades hum, kids laugh

 

 

Super happy fun

Interesting melody

A circus sunshine

 

 

Your lonely cuisine

a solitary glass plate

dreaming for dessert

 

 

Lightning bolt honey

chocolate stabs of sing-song

poly rhythmic tongue

 

 

Now a bit of mint

horns from your balcony seat

y'all can go to hell.

 

FERGUS & GERONIMO - Funky was the State of Affairs

FERGUS & GERONIMO
"Funky was the State of Affairs"
2/17/13

bloody lightning bolts

feed back my friend here, until

we dance and take sleep

Don't anchor here, man,

With its woes steeper than steeples.

Onto station synth!

Piggy bank glaze time,

Beer and juice and gum and toothpaste

Funky is a time.

Yo! There's no Texas

There are two kinds of sax, though

Rockin' and dirty

Fuck the URL

Right? Cuz like I said there is 

No fuckin' Texas

Why do you gotta Fuck...

Zappa's dream of the Future?

How you know Funky?

Choices are sexy

Your clavinet makes me wet

A shoulder shimmy

Boop boop beep ba-dop

I want to play all day long

Lets meet for ice cream

My state of affairs

Are so freaking funky now

I'm in outer space

Our shoulders shimmy

You say "No Parties," but dude -

You're picking my speed

Your day - shake it out

Whatever happened is gone

This pleases me, too

Throwback dance party

should we be smoking the weed?

let's all get haircuts

Most days I want drugs

Right now more than usual

mind thought heart face fuck

grandparents basement

a cabinet full of drugs

a way I felt once