you speak loudly. you know everything about me,
my favorite city in this country.
and i know you, orange green and blue
and maybe the silver, too.
you and i could have the best time in a coal mine
or workin on a factory line
'cause there's a gold rush that always seems to start with us.
yeah, we get 'em wound up.
i am home, dear.
it used to be music to your ears.
well, my best friend has not been made apparent
and they have not appeared yet.
i came home, dear,
and you never even noticed i disappeared
and the weather always sucks for half the year
but it used to be music to your ears.
Thanks for putting this out. I had tickets to this show but got scared and stayed home that night. I hope you come back to DC before too long. kgtiernan
Gritty, rollicking romps through a minefield of free-associative mini-novels told in song. The cataclysmic churn of Hassle Magnet takes the (realistic birthday) cake. julian
Nervy Melbourne post-punk with Mark E. Smith-style vocals, barbed and blasting guitar hooks, and wry social commentary. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 7, 2020