Med Blu and Madlib - Bad Neighbor

The water runs hot
and rhymes run out the faucet
smooth around the drain

Flip my beat, bounce back
singing to you, harmonies
get down. Dance with me

Madlib drunk on funk
no way to stop the music
moving to it too

Funkanaut soundtrack
we play it in our spaceship
flyin' high on beats

That guy never stops
needles and wax and comrades
guest starring the great ...

Bumpin down beat street
it's cold out, I feel the heat
bass face, flexin' mean

Unravel and clack
slip forward to roll it back
drip sweet little creep

Fluctuating flow
a boisterous bedlam of beats
spin thy bad neighbor

No stone left unturned
seven quarts Dom Perignon
get out of jail free

Bombastic beats bounce
solid samples, some sick licks
keep diggin them crates

Rackin full on black
reclaim the fence twine bundle
fuzz buzz Sunday pope

æsahættr - æsahættr

Distortion mountain
stay warm against the bone chill
a mid winter trek

To your season's end
where wild beast dream in shadow...
the only white, teeth

Tyranny endured
their strength gained thru suffering
plight of the just

What goes on inside
a butterfly's head is not
all what you may think

Broken leather strap
pulls tight upon demon's neck
release, sweet sorrow

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

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 

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

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 

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?

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!

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