I should have given this more thought. I don’t really play in big boy style. You follow the rolling dot, and I go out for a joyful mile. Shake it back and forth, I dance. Get me back on my feet. Sticks and bones, stomp on the wheat, go tell him it’s time that we should meet.
Was it he gave you these words? Sudden heat wave, the team look blurred? I don’t really get them, but they stick with me (my flock or my herd). What creature leads at the front? I’ll take the one that I need. I seeded the ground like a weed. There is now one left of my breed.
Hey, take it capital E-asy–deep dive. All for the heaviest now.. all that “we” who thrive. I heard it the first time, cursed in devotion. Voices all sound so much like the ocean.
It’s a pleasure to be here.
I am alive.
...
The plot is a thick, lofty, over-soft and tricky knot, see clearly I am too lost for any new thought to come through me. Give me the crossing guard with the skinniest neck. Let me off this in the back yard. Say: gimme the best!
Right foot first, drag the left to settle the discord. Hold both wrists toward the mystic, grant this wish, lord. How bad do you want be soaked through? I broke a few, yeah, but how many does it take to make a joke like you?
Fall down forever. Lock them out, the better be all pastel bratty subs stacked so well. Lucky discovery: facts sell. Bought me love and a kiss for the cracked lips, and a stag for the blacklist.
Rhyme or maybe some close approximation of a reason I should care..
Don’t tell me! I need to get there myself. Let me walk through the all consuming flame, and would you be so kind as to point out the one to blame?
Don’t let me die here..
…what will they say..
Oh please take me back. I want to be deep and I no longer need this breath. Believe me that really it’s all been enough of the best who do their best. Make me heavy so I can sink to where the heavy is all above and I can be wrapped up in the cold love. Let me come apart in the teeth of a sea beast, to be part of a something that can’t go. When they make a decision to leave, leave me to spread wide with the in and the out of the ever reliable tide. Like below, above is no air, but with no fucking whales, I would never go there.
I know it’s easy for me to get carried away, but I’m held together loose. I know the glue won’t stay. There is nothing for me where I came from, not even the coast. I'll just swimming and hope for nothing more than almost.
Take me to the father, I would have a word–one I can not speak, but which will be heard. Nobody leaves if not everybody goes. Let’s go find out just how much he thinks he knows.
Love now, love forever. Oh, the better to pack in the good days. There should've been ways to exit, maybe to leave, could've avoided deception, could've perceived, should've been left even one thing to believe..
And now?
Right! Who made the promise and how was it broke?
Say.. how about you learn even one good joke.
Call in the bird, call in the fox, never you mind finding the keys, I can pick all of the locks.
Listening to this a few years on, Chapter 319 feels almost melancholic, a reminder of the time where police abolition had nearly mainstream appeal. The tracks still make me furious at the bullshit cops continue to get away with. dninemfive
Each line on this album is delivered with malice, and each word hits like a mace to the skull. Backxwash uses raw aggression to vent frustration and anguish in a way that evokes an anger with the world rather than a pity for her. Luke Warmwater