poetix made an album

luka

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craner sent me a text this evening reading, and i quote
fingering my bumhole, feels like fireworks. a revelation.
 

poetix

we murder to dissect
The Dark Souls games let players leave messages inscribed in the landscape for others to read - “precious item ahead”, “strong foe ahead”, “why is it always poison” etc. - you have to pick nouns from a list and slot them into pre-prepared templates.

A common annotation in the new Elden Ring game is “try finger, but hole”.
 

sufi

lala
Roblox is kinda like that,. As it's for kids they have to come up with creative ways to load swear words into the metaverse, like mountains with a gigantic F0CK carved on the peak
 

poetix

we murder to dissect
At it again. An attempt at down-tempo late-80s "conscious" AOR - Sting, Kate Bush, John Martyn making a divorce album with Phil Collins. Everyone's been reading concerning articles in the New Internationalist, and is rehearsing for the next Amnesty benefit gig. It was a thing, a whole thing, and it sounded a certain way, and I realized that I missed that sound, so I tried to recreate it. The song itself is, with apologies to my eldest, about my three female children, the youngest of whom is as yet unborn at the time of writing.

 

poetix

we murder to dissect
Three more since the last.

"Diagonal", a song in which I try to imagine Green Gartside getting heavily into Badiou:


"It's a Grind", a sort of New Order/Simple Minds-ish thing


"One For The Gallery", a song from the perspective of one of the human clones bred for organ donation in Kazuo Ishiguro's "Never Let Me Go". Stylistically, fuck knows what this one's trying to do. Bit Smiths, bit Bowie, I guess.

 

poetix

we murder to dissect
Richard Thompson pastiche...

Spraypaint on my door
somebody keyed my car
somebody must be sore
you know how women are

they’re out to ruin me
for my behavi-ah
uh-uh-uh-allegedly
you know how women are

you know how women are
and if you don’t then wise up friend
you’ll understand me when
you know how women are

gotta taste ‘em, every one
Honeys are my caviar
it’s an a-dick-she-on
I gotta know how women are

call me a peeping tom
Smash up my camera
you got a wandering womb
It’s just way you women are

you know how women are
It’s time for you to wise up friend
They’ll drive you round the bend
Until you know how women are

I’ll be your cancellee
You be my cancel-ah
You better punish me
Show me how women are

 
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