The Warlocks - The Mirror Explodes

The Warlocks  
"The Mirror Explodes"
1/16/13

the droning noises

crash, bass drum, guitar chords

somebody please break through

sonic drug despairs

rattling chains in my brain

i feel haunted now

dark dark devil rock

bloodletting team of no end

we drown in the 'verb

its wicked cold out

much like the black in my heart

the warlocks appease

lucid dreams taste tight

sonic spirit awakens

my hands are sooooooo huge

sonic masterminds

hold my head underwater

is that a guitar

Echo Lake - Wild Peace

Echo Lake
"Wild Peace"

1/28/2013

Jon Singer Sargent

paints a flamenco

Dancer in his head

Center of your sun

Self-harmony forever

Dream another dream

how many delays

can one record endure

chasing the sublime

Thunderous Love Bites

Summers End is not my heart 

Tasting Sulphur Tips

tiny voice is big

feels like running through the park

are these words English

We All tilt our heads

and look up at the ceiling

this isn't shoe gaze

lazy honey heart

napping on summer sundays

tattoo this in me

then you got happy

played ring around the rosey

pockets full of gum

Inside the fish tank

I float along and listen

Quiet, peaceful, nice

Misty twang bang; HOT!

familiar face, drive your bass

gentle crash dash smash

waking to smurf smell

orange sun in the mirror

reverb in my head

Questions for the group:

How peaceful is your life now?

It's better... ECHO?

Glowing stars above

I'm floating in warm water

sinking in your voice

sitting in a car

in a trance the world goes by

could last forever

sooth me down to sleep

dreaming of lost memories

woken by the sound

Shimmering Pools

Reverberating Gently

Sometimes, all we need

A LOST MEMORY

A DREAM YOU CAN NOT FORGET

Did or Didn't It?

Cut off the shrink wrap

Echo lake will be spun fresh

Brighton carnival 

-

Five thousand years on

Swimming through the 

sunken rollercoaster

Down deep 

Mermaids in converse 

Sing ancient pop

-

Every head tilted 

Eyes at hazy suns or planes

The song uncovers 

- 

Sigur rose smoked joints

Behind a boardwalk arcade

Listened to Spector

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Any poetry

Shrouded by the studio 

But sounds real sweet guys

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But wait, mermaids don't have feet.

Simon Joyner - Ghosts

Simon Joyner  
"Ghosts"
1/22/13

Sonic tapestries

Not to be played at parties

Lonely, dark, dirges

Dead wine avalanche

I will see you again on

the living room floor

A backyard trashfire

and whiskey night with you

makes Townes sound happy

Conor Oberst called

He wants his analogue back

still, you are older

Sweet sweet sadness

Rambles on through mournful soul

Here's a drink to you

Loping voice only

Dark tide of sound pulling down

Night tied to a stone

I'm swimming lines through

Electric ocean fuzzy

Flannery find air

Decades old sweater

Forgotten in the jungle

Distracted by song

Always playing waits

In midwest tattoo parlors

makes me miss grandpa

Remember babies

They don't much know how to drink

It's why I love them

When I was  bullied

As a kid I always put 

On The Band and cried

These songs make me feel

like melody was murdered

behind our winter

Dear Simon Joyner

This depressing music is

slow, sad, and great

Deep in my gut well

We needed a whiskey break

to drown the dark place

Mid western wave crash

waves of darkness, death, and love

crash hard brother, crash