11/29/2015

advent season


we paint the future from this bedroom.
with lots of progress; cold and heartless.
and nothing lives, just twitches and moves.
it's all synthetic, but it's all we've got.

ten thousand lines run from our minds.
and ten thousand plans spread from our hands.
and now we can see just what we've done (oh no)
and now we can see what we've become (oh no)
and now we can see just where we stand


it`s been time to warm up our hibernal hearts in late november a little bit `cause florida`s 'electric president` leaders ben cooper and alex kane have been complaining somewhat back in 2006...

electricbook | presidentsoundcloud


11/10/2015

perfect dreampop for 3 am

I know that you say I get mean when I'm drinking,
But then again sometimes I get really sweet 
So what does it mean if I tell you to go fuck yourself
Or if I say that you're beautiful to me




10/22/2015

let the war begin

thanks to my blogmate spox, i've rediscovered the war on drugs again. how the hell could i ever be heedless of this monstrous folk-like sound. my favorite, an ocean in between the waves, scurries  between melancholic guitars, frantic drums and recurring explosions with gazing guitar walls. hell yeah. i need to see them live, soon.

I'm at the darkened hillside 
And there's a haze right between the trees 
And I can barely see you 
 You're like an ocean in between the waves


9/22/2015

song of the week(end)

Down on my knees, felt I made a mistake 
You're drug that I couldn't shake 
You were the air that I couldn't breathe 
Lie awake for wait our restrain 
 You, me, I'm a rotten human