Monday, May 28, 2007

come on, olivia

summer is coming on fast. had a show saturday at union hall and it felt like a proper way to start it off. this is a new version of an older song of mine. it feels like a summer song to me. it's about trying to get the girl.

beat radio - come on, olivia (demo)

Thursday, May 24, 2007

teenage anthem for the drunken boat

i'm working on lots of demos and new songs here at home. we're also working on the ep at phil's studio and should have our next single out in the next couple weeks. this is a demo for a song i wrote this week called "teenage anthem for the drunken boat." hope you like it.

beat radio - teenage anthem for the drunken boat (demo)

these are the lyrics:

i made you a mix tape
okay it's not a tape at all
but it's full of sad songs
that make summer feel like fall
the reason i'm calling
the thing that i'm trying to say
maybe i should come over
the truth is i'm on my way
the truth is i'm on my way

when i was another
i knew you a little while
now all of your lovers
are waitng for you to smile
your sons and your daughters
are torturing you with words
reliving the past
believing in reverb
the priest of the future
and the pastor of present tense
are out in the alley
destroying the evidence
we harbored a fugitive
the essence of wasted youth
all caught up in fishnets
you smoke on the roof
we navigate freely
the arc of the starbright evening
the classic rock station
says "don't stop believing."
"it's more than a feeling."

the priest dressed in crimson
the pastor in white
they are never wrong
they are never right
when i was another
i knew you a little while
now all of your lovers
are waiting for you to smile
i made you a mix tape
okay it's not a tape at all
but it's full of sad songs
that make summer feel like fall
i remember the moment
the bullet returned
back into the gun
i was looking for something
that can't be encoded
in zeroes and ones.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

poem for jackson pollock

Jackson Pollock
Medicine man
Dancing cowboy
Around his canvas
Drops of oil
Like mercury
Of thee I sing this elegy
Drunken angel
Killer of girls
Killer of critics, o
Killer of convention
and bicycle baskets
Killer of girls

I had a dream
Of you and frida kahlo
Fighting in the alley
She cut you up
Diego Rivera is there laughing like a grotesque Saint Nicholas in linen pants
It was a knife fight
And she took you down
"You're your own baby," says Lee
medicine man
can't hold his medicine
a taste of your own.
But everything is fleeting
Everything is temporary
Nothing is definite
So I dream of mexico
And frida kahlo
Or salma hayek dressed up like frida kahlo
Pre-columbian beads of jade around her neck
On a dusty street I see her exquisite lines against the setting sun.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

the diggs



the diggs began recording their second lp last week. it's going to be calle
d Ctrl-Alt-Del. i've been listening alot to their debut lp Commute alot lately. it's stunning. this is a song from it:

the diggs - stagg (mp3)

i've heard some demos of the new tracks and my expectation is a brilliant record.

their singer/guitarist tim lannen and bassist rob haussmann were in the original beat radio a few years back.

this is a song we wrote together from our self titled ep:

beat radio - television (mp3)

this is a cover i did of another diggs song off Commute:

beat radio - everyone's starting over (diggs cover)

here is tim and me drunk together.