Revolution on Canvas, Volume 1: Poetry from the Indie Music Scene
this is often poetry and prose immediately from the most important mouths and hearts within the self sustaining track scene. those are their phrases. this can be their revolution.
you return domestic i'll be one for you. Your convenience quarter parallels my boredom. JOEY CAPE Lagwagon The fingers Race of Sound (Lullaby) Waging battle at the fingers race of sound flip it down Pull the plug approaching quit Ringing within the new darkish Age close down the noise-aholics positioned down the quiet-ophobics In a daydream of peace In a calmness too short My lullaby is killing My lullaby be stilling it may be such candy silence From static from violence from… quantity is the trendy.
anything extra OF a sense YOU LAY less than the class OF LIARS IM keen to alternate when you've got what i need My HONESTY on your Stubbornness That’s all i would like given that your selfishness and INSECURITIES Have all been accounted for It’s on list YOU LAY less than the class OF LIARS leave out what you will have i've got lots of issues to take me back to the fact CHRISTOPHER HINDLEY New Atlantic Swimming in Lake Erie And we attempt so challenging to make it up we all lay right here losing our lives The excessive of.
8/3/05 i feel I daydream an excessive amount of. approximately seventy five% of my day exists in my brain and the remainder is within the actual global. this can be very true after we are at the highway. no matter if i'm riding or laying down with my eyes closed, the never-ending miles gas my mind's eye. i am going locations and event issues just to sidestep my very own feelings. It’s generally encouraged through the conversations that i've got with humans and the song I hearken to. in recent times, they've got had not anything to do with what i'm pursuing out the following. I pull myself.
put, so out of concentration one way or the other i locate myself contained in the body inside of this concrete empire i swear to go away stand and take up all of the scapes of the land stare tougher, with intentions of figuring all of it out after which held for ransom, who may make this exchange? the blurring rails and gear crops have me considering that ive misplaced the best way. DAN ARNOLD A Static Lullaby …Of path I listen you! You’re the style upon my lips whilst I wake. occasionally you’re the single religion i've got.
Out with one another. Play her a tune, brother this one. Screw till sunrise. after which move on journey. BRANDON BONDEHAGEN Christiansen innovations trapped contained in the field, concede the loss of life numbers. styles mould designs. Capsized in time. A kaleidoscope of types, contained in the cannon fodder Smashing the form of items, to criticize. KENNY VASOLI The beginning Line airplane of notion: right here lay a pensive lettering of my techniques amassing round and chatting approximately ratting out goals to the.