Dan Melchior Und das Menace - HUNGER

Constant interest

in the associative

powers of mind time

Feet shuffled over

carpet / fingers reach balloons

you know what happens

Roll and roll down hills

always clipping fingernails

do dance with the dog

Saliva splatters

cause I'm hungry so hungry

bloody gums run red

Shot from belt scissors

before and after the cloth

with marmalade tongue 

Dirt on my visor

I wipe blood from my scabbed knee

knowing that I've lived!

We know to bear it

and drink the pink lemonade

and taste the honey

Harry Potter hears

the 1812 overture

but not on itunes

At the end they are

all happy with grey and smiles

so it must be good

Swale - Direct Inbreds

Cold air coming fast

getting ready with the beat

mellow mood warms night.

Backwards carousel

lights flashing — red, white, blue, green

lost in the fun house.

The wind passes by

the breeze sits on a crooked tree

air, stilled by the moon.

Surrender belief

abandon a kill to it

a new tribe dancer.

A pleasant wavelength,

an inappropriate glance,

to remember well.

Voices in hallways

find machines to echo in

with blip balls that bounce.

Any more ambient

and I'd ask Apartment 2

to please turn it down.

Ethereal noise

my guts feel pleasantly calm

bones shiver and shake.

Fuzzy fuzzy crunch

crunchy crunchy velvety

I want to pet you.

I'm under water

could this be what drugs sound like?

from within a womb?

Swinging, open door

beyond some velvet morning

towards liturgies.

Brown leather jacket

the feel of autumn and sex

keys not left behind.

Your thoughts were still on

ubiquitous avouchment

but still rendering.

Brody Dalle - Diploid Love

Amounted haven
allows slippery neglect
open for dinner

You are dressed in dreams
snakes writhing in my rib cage
red lips dipped in blonde

Voice thick and caustic
bring us to your underworld
harness my fuck you

Pump your red iron -
grind finite portions of flesh,
make the magnet weak

Fresh cake or lemon
between afternoon and night
a voice in dry death

Four plus four plus four
I'm glad about the banging
sure I'm sure, sure sure

What happens when you
throw up in the street in a
small place like this is

A smack on the cheek
Leopard carpet room flushed red
platinum vision

Your voice is so nice
bursting vaginal ladies
let me in your lemon

Emphatic out pour
red flash, bold zap, full of re-
verb, signifying nothing

Commence boom, boom, tap
wishy - waz ways I wass
bang,band, tap : finish

Laugh it up, chuckles-
enjoy the byline while it
lasts. You'll get no cash

Lushy slushy songs, no clapping
school work left no time for napping
haiku sometimes rhyme, like rapping

Running late to club
punk rock beats greet my entrance
relaxing B side

Melody dream on
dreams drone on into nightmares
nightmare melodies

Guitars, bass, and drums -
mom and dad don't understand,
teenage angst is so ....

With fists to the air
lean your back against strangers
it's time to let go

Sylvan Esso - Sylvan Esso

Partisan Records/
Knitting Factory Records

 air above
sound sound I can listen
and that's all I want

All transitory
the whole atmosphere in flux
windshield waking dream

Pitch dark blinding night
so quiet after a storm
walking without sight

Tiny big voices
it's a gentle dance party
dreamy open space

If Portishead and
Esthero and maybe Cat
Power had a child

Margot and the Nuclear So and So's - Buzzard

Sounding like summer
Sounding like summers gone by
Night air and good friends

Vocals lead the tune
Daylilies and Rhubarb leaf
Guitars and Rhythm

Dreamy summer day
Too bad everyone will die
I'd just like to stay.

Paul Simon's dark twin
Turning up the morphine drip
It's not cynical.

That beat driving on
Punk rock with adult problems
Acid business trip.

Flask and bandanna
Photo albums of the west
an armchair thinker

We're just having fun
Sunset... late summer weather
Not a worry here

Dengue Fever - Venus on Earth

Lost in Los Angels,
"Charlie don't surf", melody -
Khmer rock, baby!

Hold open the door
his necklace you out
your family sleeps

See the road, broken
towards the the pool halls promise
coins and empty sex

Salt and vinegar
cambodian sultriness
swaying in hotels

Maybe we're all hipsters
or we're zombie mannequins
either way, we're friends

All over the map
party girl parker posey
missing my lover

Silk the throat ascend
sauntering palm leaf flutter
shim sham the crooner

Ticking projector
flashes colors on the wall
A vintage palette

Liquor over ice
glass sweating silver all day
sunset sinking haze

Hotel bar blackout
what was the last true thing you said?
say you've forgotten

Thin voice, singing reed
Dusty smell of sunbleached drapes
elbows wear down sill

Whirly nancy crash
add it to your lexicon
summon moving light

Candy Claws - Ceres & Calypso in The Deep Time

Haze of distortion
words lost in a cluttered ear
still I strain to hear

Pinwheel horns crashing
advancing sound miasma
take no prisoners

Well deep and wishing
fall in dreamland entangled
as Alice felt once

Summer's first sun burn
will make the skin hot to touch
yet heats most the mind

Snow on the T.V.
conversations I can't hear
Extinct dinosaurs

Buried underground
twelve polyphonic fossils
dig the Demeter

Nymphomaniac,
for 65 million years
I've listened to you

For this frightened waltz
I offer ancient lyrics
from dinosaur bones

Oh mountain - SHARP! GERSH!
New PLAAAAANG! slow feel CRASH SQUEEEEEE Oh....
BELT - UNG <pop-wah....>

Poppy Ackroyd - Escapement

Denovali Records

A beam of sunlight
Through a pool of cool water
Emerge and renew


A dark quiet room
Echoes of a concert hall
Ivory Violin


please kill me to this,
and with swift strikes remind me
the beauty of life

A mile of metal
extraordinarily made
just to resonate



From my memory;
Pieces to resemble a whole.
Nearer to complete.


Saw your mom today,
She likes the way I move it
your dad is jealous

Tap, Tap clickaty
Clack! Wonderous Melody
Heart thump thumping way


I'm under water,
But without needing a breath
Magnificent Calm

A false bottom hope
Brings me back to a dark dream
Yet hope I must chase


There are pianos
(love may very well all be lost)
And there are cellos

I am listening
to her writing down her dream
Flip the record now.

Preteen Zenith - Rubble guts and BB eye

Good Record Recordings

My only weapon-
a tongue that turns in water
somersault through time

Really far out man,
you on some kind of spaceship?
or is it just drugs?

Play the recorder,
not just manipulation.
You lie to yourself

Perfect new goosebumps
tuck me under more layers
fuzzy warm and pleased

A spook in the air
the landscape looks so bizarre
lullaby playground

The infinite loop
a melodic symphony
nightmares turn to smiles

At the crest... true peace
and then a rapid decent
Crash! And you are whole

A Giant Dog - Fight

Tic Tac Totally Records

Red neon light burns
ooh, motorcycle summer
so sweaty, so right

Your songs are so good
I believe I knew before
the tambourine shook

Soon, winter will die
If we light up a stage, will
you play in Vermont?

sound like this melts ice.
Sweat on my breast through spandex
Cool 85 degrees

wonderful spring time
you convinced me its coming...
in the dead of march

The Front Bottoms - Talon of the Hawk

Bar None Records 

Like the time you read

tearfully and honesty

was quickly suspect

Jamming on eighth notes

remembering early days

beer in the basement

N.J.P.P TATS

skate park benches at the shore

40 from the city

What do you get when

you cross a front porch with a 

scared bunny and sluts?

You seem to like knives

modern talons for humans

bottom of something

There is surely noise

in my brain I reject you

my soul does also

Knife in my rib cage

washed up on a topless beach

salt stings, they smile

Is this that band that

wrote that first MTV song?

Dead radio stars

A balloon voyage

it's a mercurial route

through time, come to now 

Cult of Youth - Cult of Youth

Sacred Bones Records


Tribal pirates chant
at pagan Gods in hopes that
fire doesn't come again

Rhythms in the dark
lead me deeper underground
to witness worms dance

Fiddle. Flute. Lazers.
in the apartment upstairs
folk singer next door

He is ground to dust
repenting under the moon
drums meet broken arms

An opera set
that has nothing to do with
Rusted Root at all

Sacred Bones is a
perfect name for a label
that has a purpose

Horen, wissen sie
es meine Bruder straBe
wir singen, tanzen
(listen, you know
it was my brothers street
we sing, dance)

Downtown right on first
board that rusty time machine
cherry blossom curl

Another pint please
make a river of it all
to become pirates

draw all of your swords
draw all the blood from this life
make an effigy

Sallie Ford and the Sound Outside - Untamed Beast

oooOOh! ouH! ouH! ouH! ouH!
dramas like this for decades
ooouh! woouH! woouH! woooH! ouH!
(softer now)



It makes sense to me
first time I heard about you
I was at the bar

It's the sound of sand
crossed clang and stomping sex beat
Yum, but what is it?



unruly I weep
crooning hopping wild flight
madly smashing life


Vintage soul on mic
Pack of smokes rolled in my sleeve
Surfing on reverb


the ice-cream will melt.
onto my breast as I stand
sweet sway, hip thrust dance.

Kelley Stoltz - Double Exposure

 

Third Man Records

Melody and beat

sway and tap and bop along
stepping at a pace.

A combination?
True West Coast optimism
Dabbles with dark pop

Vinyl Records play
New Sounds to good friends
In a closed shop

Shuffling rhythms
arch over murmuring talk
pause, then another

 Laid back disco ball
Spin around the room, reflect
Dancing in my chair

Unwind or Windup
Groove open as a seashell
Pressed lightly to ear

Heart light head bobbing
Record grooves carries sunshine
Sand in the speakers

That voice shakes and shrinks
Sink a rubber band sundial
It's violet drop

Your high pelican
Swelling to swollen pitches
Fix the hiss inside

I won't assail this
pleasantries can be construct
or just pretty nice

Post modern art hangs
How sullen shadow; go left
sea glass is still sand

A calculator
calculate it in decent
and live in BOOBHELL "80084377"

Forever Screen Stare
static consuming the day
Livingroom sun gone

Summer time hand claps
harmonies for our cold hearts
let's go to the beach

Kimchee taco man
you can visit me whenevs
Kelley fucking stoltz

I bet your drummer
Wishes they had curly hair
to tickle the skin

Destroy this Place - Destroy this Place

Bellyache Records

Michigan Garage
Riffing guitars, smashing drums
cruising the highway

Took out your nose ring
and yet the tang of metal
haunts each hammered chord

Once the needle drops
the groove can be relentless
keep your blurred past close

I wore my earmuffs
to the loudest rock concert
Fuzz fuzz muffle crunch

Fighters of foo foo
remember their forefathers
and honor their sounds

Lose your pretension
old friends getting their Grohl on
with fun power PoP!