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lyrics
I keep a lock of your hair, that I took from your plughole
Snug with bugs on my mattress, it’s potentially disastrous
Press the spacebar, delete my profile,
I fade to blackness
You said I was always concerned with childish things
My heart skips with the telephone rings
Answering in my deepest voice
Give my number first and then hang up
Now in a spell like I’m being read to
Of you I’ll always contain an echo
Like a shell replays the ocean
I have welcomed in a trojan
Fed it it’s favourites, whisky and gin
Remorse, regrets and might-have-beens
Piss-poor records from the 90s
Neither of us are aging kindly
You are not the ads in your browsers sidebar
Or what you do with tissue paper
Through the blur of my self-hatred
My internet recommends Russian dating
You’ve got problems with your diphthongs
So there’s misunderstandings
I’m taking elocution lessons from a retired actress
We dress like it’s award season for every class
Me in dickie bow and velvets while she’s shod by Louboutin
I get my cape on to leave
We pose for paparazzi
In front of plastic palm trees
As we kiss bon soiree
But I’m an outsider as I float passed the bookies
Sit upstairs on the bus
Chewing on day-warmed butties
I keep a lock of your hair, that I took from your plughole
Snug with bugs on my mattress, it’s potentially disastrous
Press the spacebar, delete my profile,
I fade to blackness
When you notice how narrow your eyes focus
It can sow the seeds of mild psychosis
Trying to only look at the world through a screen that’s flat and bordered
There’s no depth and all’s in order
I’m treading water in the shallows not on the surface of the deep sea
No shadows move beneath me
I won’t see my coiled spring unfurled
I’m closing out all complications
Seeing only one side of the story
I’m picking my favourite army
I’m picking my favourite toothpaste
Every morning I pack a suitcase
Made connections on the dark web
An error, a fall, a misstep
This album by Kenyan electronic producer rPH and poet Kins of Spade reflects on the impact of religion in their lives and society. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2023
supported by 4 fans who also own “Elocution Lessons”
Upon first listen, the voice reminds me of Julia Holter (who I love!), but the arrangements are more organic. When the final track bowed out with a whisper, I was sad it was over. Lovely work. Soloman Tump