i never wanted any children
just a nice apartment with open air
and big windows, and all the flowers
and i could only ever see myself there
yeah, i guess i was too hard for my own good
and then my friends began to fall in love
first with themselves and then with each other
i met my despair at midday light
and it was amazing, and i almost cried
nothing that comes and goes is you
but you can compensate for love’s sake
and say yes, and make something together, something new
in times of roses who amaze our now & here
and friends in dresses, interference fits
a thousand little ceremonies, we admit
we dress up to confront the coming year
there’s something present that wasn’t before
we fade into the background, man
of filtered light where and when we can
and live out a thousand weird lives
in conversations of churches and veils and wives
and it makes me strong and unsinkable
it makes me sick, it makes the water undrinkable
it feels like singing badly in the clear
since we began to dress to meet the year
when did we all decide to give up?
since when do we say yes to love?
he broke in and he’ll take what he can
it burns like a curse and it fits on my hand
a cluster of opals and diamonds and scenes
pay you a penny and stay where i stand
trading the diamonds for some golden band
god, what am i doing with somebody’s son
in the same way a bulldozer studies an orchid
yes, i am a student of the teachings of love
in the same way that shame changes love as we know it
like your body moves into mine and outgrows it
and splits me from mouth down to thigh like a gun
what am i doing with somebody’s son
we knew better, we knew we would break
we gave it until we gave up and we know
that we compensate for love’s sake
now we say yes
I adore this short article by Meredith Graves as she discusses They Might Be Giants and the nature of their “punkness”. I also loved her comment that I think is tantamount to a shareable life lesson (brought to her by TMBG) :
"If you stay true to yourself, ignore most of the things society tells you are important, and remain generous to others — you will dwell in a place of great personal freedom."
Go Meredith Graves. And go John & John!
This month’s theme song: a cover of Bruce Springsteen’s “Candy’s Room” by Perfect Pussy. Laura Snapes interviewed singer Meredith Graves for us—here’s an excerpt:
I’m really against that whole “radical self-love” thing. I think that is bullshit—it puts the burden of loving yourself on you, and it distracts from the real problem, which is that the cultures of privilege and oppression that surround every aspect of human life are why you feel bad about yourself. It’s not your fault. It’s everyone else’s responsibility to stop being shitty, and then you’d probably feel fine about yourself. It’s not you, it’s them.
The whole thing's worth a read.
Perfect Pussy - II
i tremble with no desire, i need nothing. in loss i discovered completion. in having things stolen i found that i had more than ever.
in the absence of everything, i found all things. and i understood myself, so i understood nothing, so i stopped questioning.
all things pass through me, i’m a tough boy, wild and innocent and dangerous as hell.
i’m awake and awakening. i am here and i have died.
i killed the parts of me that said that i know. i killed off all the parts that keep me awake.
i’ll die a thousand times to prove that i’m living. i’ll kiss myself to prove that i’m not afraid of snakes.
nothing shakes me any more; i’m tough now, baby. really, i have lost all feeling, and i’ve lost all desire for feeling, and i can’t thank you enough.
I miss the comfort in being sad.
—Frances Farmer will have her revenge in Seattle - Nirvana
This is the start of our set from Yes Fest! in Albuquerque, NM with Goathead Record Collective! the first line didnt get recorded for this song but whatevs :)