Friday night, all our legs feel light, maybe I had a bit too much -
Oh the eloquence, poems at midnight
Oh the indifference, girl, you have so much to offer!
Maybe I look at things more in a cluster
You’re so damn linear
I bet you must have
Linear dreams and immeasurable means to
kill me with logic
kill me with logic
She tries to take up space she’s in
He tries to capture everything
What life is it, you want to lead
When there’s a fire at your feet
Sunday morning, and I keep on calling you names that have no longer meaning to you
are a janitor, lawyer a parent, imposter, a name-giver, even an astronaut
Sunday evening, all I’m believing fits in a box underneath your left eye
All the things simple, all the things clean, crumble under the pressure of standard ideas
I write a manifesto
I do the dishes
I fuck the patriarchy
I make some wishes
I write an application
I pass out drunk
I am no rebel girl
I am off plumb
She tries to take up space she’s in
He tries to capture everything
And by the time its afternoon
We’ll all be dead under the moon
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Album 4: still powerful, hard-charging songs with biting lyrics that bludgeon you into realizing that gender inequality sadly persists. I like the polish on this record, I hear more time changes in the song structures pointed out by the meaty guitar riffs. Shawna should be the spokeswoman on the state of the nation. This band has a message. Pay Attention! anabolic squirrel
Sydney group Bloods decamped to Seattle to make this brief, punchy EP that pairs punk attitude with sky-high hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2020