Holy doodle, these are SO random and I feel really mixed about certain lines but I want to get them up here while they're on my mind. I put the stuff I really like in bold.

suspense builds

the drums bellow

belfrys and dungeons

meet with the bludgeons

eternal fog creeps along

lights flicker down the street

as you pass by

a flame goes out

your dress billows in the silty breeze

leave with your gentle hands

touching like cold

holding me hard

a memory of rags and ruins

and put out the star's light

like you've done

with your magic

take the candelabra, drown the flame

I long for nothing that ends

infinitely small holes

letting in all your cold

press your ear up on the glass

to taste a breath

funny how your dream's betrayed.

and you wanted it this way.

you're yelling words I can't hear

-KAHHT

K, so while I still really don't want to be known as "the band that does a cover of [whatever]"

but I figured I'd add my idea to the potential covers list.

Yesterday I was humming to myself and I think an electronic version of Fascination Street by The Cure would be amazingly fun to do.

I keep thinking how fun and cool sounding doing the bassline on the MicroKorg would be, then maybe Julia doing the guitar bit or something and the harp bit could easily be transposed to a synth line, I think. Then we program the same beat that's in the original, but we do it really low fi on the CR-78.

And to intentionally differentiate it a bit from the original we can add our own diverging harmonies, etc.

-Chris

Hurgle burgle. I yam sadly.

I sorta want to write a really bleak song. Minor key~

And we need to make a song where you two have montone spoken word girl vocal parts.

Music is good.

-Chris

words +

I've got a new song worked out. I haven't tried playing it yet but I have a melody that I can share with you guys and then we can play around with it...

I know what its like for the desert sand,
waiting all these years for the rain.
And I don't want it. No, I don't long for it
to come and wash away my pain.

Chorus (this needs work, I'm not super happy with it now):

I don't want you.
I don't need you.
Hear my pleas.


So I plead that you'll stay so far away
bringing love to the ferns and weeds,
absolving the unfortunate of their sins.
I don't want you. I don't want you. Hear my pleas.

Bridge Part:
You may knock.
You may call my name.
You may satiate my thirst

I can cry.
I can feel your arms.
I can dry up again.

Back to a verse:
I deserve every indecency.
I deserve to be unquenched.
Leave me in the morning quiet afterlude.
A shadow. A dawning. A dusk.

Good words

Woah, I love this word...

pe·num·bra  (p-nmbr)
n. pl. pe·num·brae (-br) or pe·num·bras
1. A partial shadow, as in an eclipse, between regions of complete shadow and complete illumination. See Synonyms at shade.
2. The grayish outer part of a sunspot.
3. An area in which something exists to a lesser or uncertain degree: "The First Amendment has a penumbra where privacy is protected from governmental intrusion" (Joseph A. Califano, Jr.)
4. An outlying surrounding region; a periphery: "Downtown Chicago and its penumbra also stand rejuvenated" (John McCormick).

ALSO, this is what I'd jotted down for the non 80's 80s song. Did it have a name?
Escape's not our flattering hue
tossed into the rocks with you
we tear bodies from brine to swim in the sea below

we're tied to what traps us
although we long to leave
we dream of better bodies without the needs we know

Use as you wish. I'm working on another one about words... It's a work in progress for sure but I'm going to post what i have. I 've been trying to formulate it forever, it feels and something's just not coming together. Maybe you two wise guys can help:
:

Hear my words, are they voiceless?
Like bones and cadavers profess
with inscriptions burned into marble
and words heav'ly etched into stone

I'm suffocating on these sounds
asphyxiating while I drown
words are like hands around my throat
oration has a tone so mute

How they spill from lips of crimson
each one a drop of poison
I'll end up in the ground with you
if I continue drinking.

I can't hear the words though you scream

You are the best one to bind
A signature folded in octavo
and what I say shall never fade
I'll find it trapped in this eternal



-KAHHT

this was the song i was thinking of that kats piano reminded me of. i love how sparse and haunting it is. not that i want to emulate an artist, but its just something i love:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMzua0mwrVk

also: this is the cranes:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XG1vfS8fGic&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQoXIlk5R50&feature=related

http://www.slolum.com/band/MunitionsVocals.mp3

http://www.slolum.com/band/cranes.mp3

I AM KALI, THE DESTROYER

lyriczzzzzzz

another contest that you wont win
bulls and matadors
they dance
they chase

another promise i make to myself
im weaker
i cave , i cave

you wont remember me tonight
you wont remember me tonight
afterthoughts and stark skys
you wont remember me tonight

another empty shell to fill up
wishing it could be easy, easy
like every red dwarf worth its weight caves in
black holes, black holes

you wont remember me tonight

http://www.slolum.com/band/In_Situ_-_Ruby.mp3

Song!

if no one objects, i would like to use some of these lyrics somehow for our "non 80's 80's song".

even just the part about throwing grenades. i like it as sort of a metaphor for fights, relationships. and how some people just stay angry, even when you are sorry.


I was watching you through November waters
i was watching the clouds shift
i think they spelled "away"

i was saying goodbye
because the river in winter
well, its just not the same

as 5am summers
and loving in vain

i was watching you grey
in November rivers
i smiled and waved

i watched you on the rocks
you were throwing grenades

i watched you on the rocks you were throwing grenades

i imagined us laughing
imagined the fall
i turned left and you werent there at all

you were staring back
shrouding mistakes
staring back
scowling in hate

i was watching you, missing you
in the river that day

and you were throwing grenades
you were throwing grenades...

i made this because i am silly.

http://www.myspace.com/insituz

login is same as this blog. feel free to add/change things.

-julia

NEW SONGSSSSSSSSS

http://www.slolum.com/band/non80s80ssong.mp3

http://www.slolum.com/band/palletwell.mp3

SONGSSSSSS

lyriczzzz

a hold on my head

*sometimes i go into a trance like state at the customer service desk at work and i write weird nonsensical words. these are some of them from today*

waiting for the hammer to drop on my head
nothing stays grey for good she said

nothing in winter except icing and dread
waiting for the hammer to drop

counting sheep in your bedroom i said
"nothing stays perfect except the hole in my head"

you have a hold in my head
you have a hold in my head

i keep feeling that something is wrong here
illusions confusions keep asking whats wrong here

nothing stays silver for good you said
nothing stays written in books that you've read

you just have a hold on my head
you just have a hold on my head

-julia