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"distorted guitar bellowing forth like church bells gone awry [...] Immeasurable static feedback settling over majestic strings [... an] alluring sonic foray into the haze we all reside"
-- lostseasound.blogspot.com/2019/06/bitter-fictions-walker.html
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[Outside Bobby's house, late at night. A car pulls up, and Bobby stumbles out. He's met at the door by his parents.]
Mark: Bobby Terrance, you get in this house, you're in a facefull of trouble.
Bruce: Hi.
Mark: Don't you "hi" me!
Dave: Gerald, the neighbours!
Mark: They sympathize, believe me.
[Front door closes behind them.]
Mark: You won't be smelling freedom's air for quite some time, my boy.
[Cut to Bruce pacing back and forth in his bedroom.]
Bruce: In a facefull of trouble-
[kicks at air] Unh!
[grabs his hair, grunting in frustration] Ooh!
[throws himself back onto the bed] Uh-oh, my bed is spinning. Hey, the whole world is spinning!
[sits up] I get it now. I understand.
[goes and sits down at his desk] Mom, Dad- I'm taking up my pen.
[Cut to the front page of a newspaper. The headline: "YOUTH - ANGERED BY WORLD WRITES FIRST POEM!!"]
[Cut back to Bobby, sitting at his desk.]
Bruce: Fire. Fire, fire, fire, fire on my brain. Fire!
[Newspaper headline: "POEM BOMBS! 'IT'S PERSONAL' DEFENDS YOUTH
Sub-head: "YOUTH VOWS TO ADD MUSIC - WORKS NIGHT AND DAY"]
[Cut to Bobby, standing in his room, holding a guitar and singing as he plays.]
Bruce: 1, 2, 1 2 3 4- Fire fire fire, fire on my brain.
[Newspaper headline: "'YOUTH SONG NOT MUSIC!' SNIFFS SYMPHONY HEAD"]
[Cut to Bobby, entering his bedroom holding hands with a girl.]
Bruce: This is my girlfriend, Laura. She loves me.
[Newspaper headline: "LOVE! BAD POET FINDS GIRL!"] [Cut to Bobby, as he puts a tape in his stereo and presses "play". He kisses Laura as the tape plays:]
Bruce: Ow! Fire, fire, fire, fire on my brain,
Fire, fire, fire- you're my water.
Fire, fire, fire, fire on my brain,
Fire, fire, fire- girl I'm thirsty for you.
Fire, fire, fire, fire on my brain,
Fire, fire, fire....
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As usual, Kirby manipulates various interwar records to fit a cavalcade of emotional states: blissful (B1, E8), tragic (D2, D5), frantic (E1, E6), and just plain horrifying (F3, G1, H1, K1). gjoe52
Recorded on the hottest days in the longest year, "Radioactive Desire" is an avant-garde piece with an almost visceral impact. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 5, 2021
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These two albums just keep growing and growing on me. They are easily my favorites out of the whole catalog, and I think you may have finally topped Stars of the Lid. Part II in particular is so dense with wonderful ideas and satisfying sounds, it's like taking a vacation to the best month of 1994. ejt3