Cheap Thrills is a record club based in Montpelier, Vermont. We get together every so often to listen to a vinyl record nobody in the group has ever listened to or even heard of before. While we are listening, we write reviews in Haiku form ( what you see here). Enjoy!
Saturday, November 21, 2015
Ramma Lamma - Ice Cream
So you peed your pants
but still whistle at the girl
flip two birds, OH YEAH!
Guitar licks, hair licks
face licks, ear licks, eyeball licks
Bull-licks, ice cream licks
Drive in Root beer punks
Alligator cheeseburger
barf in the morning
Take the reins, meatball
upside down, you drink that Schlitz
spinning gate of grease
Killer Miller time
wild things lurk in corners
chaffed skin and sunburn
Come on babe, lets walk
'cause mty motorcycles' broke
and I'm drunk as fuck!
I'm just passin' through
with Fritz the cat and a half...
bottle os booze
Broken rental drones
bumper boats in a dry pool
yellow concrete swirl
Ice cold punk machine
burning Summertime anthem
blazing blue denim
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Larkin Poe -Self Titled
Sun sets on Monday
Harmony carries us through
Bullet bar reverb
Rock and Roll and steel
Spark, embers, burn from vintage
Original slide
Radio cliche
Hum a prayer for Adele
A wholesome Church chant
Hand over hand weave
Golden tracks braided with care
All the ends tucked in
Bones and blood and guts
All polished, buffed to high sheen
I want the real you
Saturday, June 20, 2015
Bobby Bare Jr. - Undefeated
Horn, string, crash, refrain
Confessions have now become
So complicated
A little Honky Tonk
Burried in the mud of days
Lost to the 'morrow
Horms from the Jazz band
Post industrial rhythm
Sing a catchy tune
Brother at my side
A bright flash in
The night sky
All day by the lake
Drawing boats with your finger
As you float on shore
Wet grass on my back
The sky lit up with a flash
A heavenly nod
Dreamy sad by drone
I hear you buddy, I hear you
I am listening
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Crow44 - Self Titled
A rhythmic anvil
starting the conversations
of how we started
The future report
From inside the jello mold
What will this become
Hijinx in a mall
Synthetic casio trip
Zelda no legend
Was someone kidnapped?
Is everyone okay here?
Electronic haze
The party's last hour
Someone drooling on the couch
Clean up tomorrow
Without a nightmare
The sleep I have is docile
But never too sweet
A soft light cascades
Across her face as she peaks
Through a sheer curtain
A French movie scene
in an outer space bass ship
Floating in glitter
Saun and Starr - Look Closer
Keep pointing hot shot
Funkin it up on side two
baby, look closer
An expensive car
Horns a chorus of silver
Step right then step left
All of my friends are here
Voice carrying the whole night
Steady as a beat
Evening nothing wrong
Bass progresses by itself
"Nothing gold can stay"
Naughty but so fine
Octave range off the chain
Backup dancers' moves
So now you got time?
Call me for a drink, some wine
It's quarter to nine
I like the brass parts
a lot, thank you for the swoon
Rhythmic pocket, too
Iced tea and lemon
The sky from a swinging chair
Hummingbird horn line
Nothing flows like this
Into voice in wave to ear
Like a bloodied soul
Steamy summer club
Sequins glisten in the dark
Moving like a snake
Caddy spokes glimmer
in midnight moon honey air
Swaying towards the dawn
Float above water
Grant Rapids cocaine dealers
I'm a bad dancer
One, two, three, four-and
Brass, bass, voices full of soul
Shaky tambourine
Hollow Boys - Believe in Nothing
Where glass meets concrete
We walk above; then you drop
Me into the street
Ice rivers in my veins
Low slow bass smash arteries free
Someday, someday soon
Killing moons shadow
The bell tolls, it's 2 am
Hold me clementine
A natural wave
And a man-made wave collide
Tense, yet fluid swells
Before the cafe
On a fire escape rung
When noon strikes dull gray
Let's slip away, doll
Beneath two Januaries
Free from British law
Something from nothing
Untimely pop melodies
We are the hollow
Terror Amor - Beibi
Put an arm around
You're a sweet friend, and wiggle
Be there tomorrow
Slice into your rage
And cut out the dark spaces
What's left is your joy
Dirty waves, sweat ring
Bounce off the rope and collide
With white catharsis
VHS tape of
Ravi Shankar blowing lines
Backstage at CB's
Without seven wings
I believe in three cold birds-
Where every worm sings
I'll send my mesh kiss
Through the screen door at last light
You'll keep beating drum
I wish I paid more
Attention in Spanish class
It's no big deal though
Hot ears burning red
Bran freeze melting and soaking
Drip popsicle, drip
A net of fuzz, buzz
Raucous wild times start anew
Invigorating
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Nite Class - Love Scenes
Suzuki sidekick
totally passed inspection
UN SNAP the top down
R+B's mistress
lets loose lovers lips, entwined
in limps and heartbeats
I'm in the mall, no,
I'm on a thirty foot yacht.
No, I'm on cocaine
Here,it's all lasers
scratched glass vitrines of desire
flaking enamel
If irony reigns,
the kingdom dances to synth
jam on your keytar
Dance and groove baby
up and down that Casio
in pink stripe knee highs
Not too fast, move slow
electric city lovers
blue eye shadow kiss
Crisp and malicious
like screwdrivers made of fuck
please be wet with me
Yamaha chillin
strange Prince vibes enter the night
thus, dance class begins
Adidas clad foot
heartbeats fluorescent gold
delicate tin synth
The blue then the pink
flash through smoke across your cheek
don't pull out your phone
Find a fish to feel
hold it steady and soft
freeze frame the credits
Hot dog to hamburger
is timeless flavor good thing?
Does bear shit in woods?
Dancing in spandex
magic mountain, spinning top
synth the night away
Row call Tina T?
Questions Prince the instructor
how do I enroll?
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