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harrisonmichiels Absolutely love these songs :) Favorite track: I'm a Sucker for Lost Civilization.
Theodore Kloba
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Theodore Kloba I discovered WGWGSA when we both did the 2013 NaSoAlMo challenge. His effort was great back then, and this is even better. It's hard to pick a favorite; each song serves a different purpose and does it well. There are echoes of many of my old favorites from Joy Division to Laurie Anderson and Radiohead, but this is no derivative or throwback. Possibly file in the same category as fellow Montréalers Ought. Beautiful, musical use of "non-musical" synth noises. Favorite track: I Wring You Out in the Sink.
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1.
Repetition is a violent thing The millionth crack breaks the wall The joke shows up dead on your doorstep And it's everybody's fault Patch it up with tape and paper Little more blood from that stone Better is a curse: it gets worse You see it through alone Habit is a desperate station Tune in when it's all you got left Switch it off turn around on the spot That's a sour kind of death I need only a finite number of Words to completely describe you Better is a curse: it gets worse 'Cause when it hurts, then it's probably true Instinct makes no memories An eternal yellow light Relax! Mill about with your head down Take a nice walk by the riverside I've been reviewing the footage I've got it all here on my phone: Better is a curse: it's perverse And it's never gonna feel like home
2.
Now that luck has finally found us, babe I'm a white picket fence For at least as long as your family Stays too nice to protest! They speak of you like a myth An especially tender myth Now your name and the names of your friends Are all acronyms in the shadow of it! And what language will they use to say you're failing? Do they have suspicions they can prove? When you're remade in effigy for one more vivisection In that room what language will they use? You are not in agony We are not so cold and lonely And maybe I adore you But the future is not around the corner whatever has found us, babe It's not what i expected Can't keep my eyes on the horizon In every direction What of you can be picked apart? Where does your machinery collect? Where'd you lay your wires, and which Ones determine cause against effect? What sentence in the end describes last summer Of those second-hands accounts you never meant? When final judgment visits North America to find you, What will be the sentence in the end? Oh, you are not in agony We are not so cold and lonely And maybe I adore you But the future is not around the corner Hey Don't be ashamed, you know Whatever gets in the way Will get in the way Hey Don't be afraid Whatever gets in the way Will get in our way
3.
Flex! 03:29
Last time I took your pulse. Thought we might last a couple days And it's been a while since then My prognosis is the same Oh, angel! I feel away I feel impermanent and gray Let me turn on a light Let me turn you around Flex your muscles, right there, big guy Flex your muscles now, but not like that! Yeah, the heart of the problem is Every night the same dream Every night the same dream I'm tired of it You told me once We can't get anything for free It's always us against them Before it's you against me Oh angel! i love the way you think And I hate when i get what you mean How's it looking outside? How long you in town? Flex your muscles, right there, big guy Flex your muscles now, but not like that! Yeah, the heart of the problem is We always face the same way We're always on the same page I hate it! It's the luck of the draw It comes in on the wind Take a look at your tea leaves That's where confidence lives Oh, angel! I've lived in your beautiful house For an age and I try to relax But from a certain perspective I'm a visitor here I am still moving in You can only ever want what you know how to ask for You can only ever want what you know to believe Before you can pray you have to pick out the words, yeah You can only ever dream of what you've already seen You can only ever dream of what you've already seen You can only ever dream of what you've already seen You can only ever dream of what you've already seen Fading queens will wait in vain for novelty That's you and me, man! Oh, angel Some nights, your starry eyes They're falling on me all wrong
4.
Leon wakes up One week or another Way too young to start to feel his age He's even made a point to change his colors But the bars have not been welcoming of late Nothing's arrived Get you impatient Couple years now burning through luck He claims sabotage on all his public transformations But, me, I think he's really giving up I mean, for any other reason you'd never Do so much to buy so little time Oh, Leon, by next year nobody will remember What happens here tonight End of the line So tired of excuses Tired of being humanoid and useless He runs through idle dreams of waking in the sewers Bloated and mutating and alive I mean, I'd say I didn't understand your point of view But that's just some stupid pride Oh, Leon, by next year nobody will remember What happened here tonight This song will not help you This song will not move you This song will not grow with age This song will say nothing This song will forget you This song will disappoint you This song will not change you This song will not heal you I don't think you're listening I just want to reach you I just want to see you
5.
Now! Petulant zombies What do they matter? Growl at the neighbors We're building a city For rational men to make Nihilist chatter Stay warm at heart Don't worry the details Go parading the stars Feel like a child Sinking into his mother's arms History's finished! Like in the nineties but This time it's different My world is swimming and All's right with it Part of a whole like An organ suspended Outside of the body No fires and no alarms Something could happen But not for a while Something could happen Better not get tired Do what you can Make petite corrections Stand perfectly still Get in a question Been thinking it through Maybe the answer Wants nothing to do with you Maybe there's already An elephant caterwauling In every room Bloom under pressure Process and ponder All at your leisure Oh, can you imagine? Panic through pleasure A stress on the muscles I bet you've never had to measure All pictures are of pictures All stories are of stories All names are of names are of names I try to keep perspective, yeah, But time is moving strange I get foreshortened, man, I get normal This i try to allow But through my window I see all things here and now! Here and now! Oh, here and now! Here and now! I don't want to get even I don't want to debate The morning sun Will crack its skull upon my holy name! Now! Speak in abbreviations Secretly love it Impotent coward Hate feeling sober Feed me lines through an earpiece I think about nothing Drop of sweat on the eyelash Or an ache in the shoulder A hill I can't get over A physical union A shout that I hear in the dead of night It's awfully human Hey keep your composure! You gotta perform Say you believe it Go choke if you don't You can get a big head But know your place in a Room full of friends Keep your voice in that tone Keep that smile off your mind You've never really been alone All crises eternal all themes universal All friends parasocial there's no other way Sea of spit and milk drawn through All points in empty space Oh, I get foreshortened, man, I get normal Yeah this I try to allow But through my window I see all things here and now! I don't want to get even I don't want to debate The morning sun Will crack its skull upon my holy name! All I want will continue All I want is to remain All I want will continue All I want is to remain
6.
Gay Joke 05:23
Don't call me that name I don't care if you like it I don't care if you only mean to keep it safe If I had one wish I would probably turn it down Some things that I would rather we say less about He said you don't have to always be talking My mind never does work in those logical ways He said I am handsome enough to fool anyone Oh, I'm sorry, that is certainly not the case Let me tell you a joke Let me tell you a joke I hope you like it! Let me tell you a joke Let me tell you a joke With no punchline and no end! You know, all things start in medias res I agree and he puts my hand on his knuckles and then Oh! See me dead in the right lane! See those vultures are circling overhead! He serves a function Don't let on that you want him Don't get caught off your guard Don't ever take a shape Just make him laugh And don't answer too many questions Don't say what's on your mind Or something's gonna break
7.
I'll do whatever you tell me Come pry open my head, you can look through my phone I'll drink gin and rose water I'll live on white rice and lentils at home And you don't have to mean it Yeah we don't have to speak of the future aloud I just want a flower in my hair, man Dress me up and parade me through town I've got your blood on my free time I have all of your messages memorized I chew them on the bus to work And slide them under my eyelids When I don't feel all right I want whatever gets you off I want whatever gets us to to next year alive I missed you for awful reasons That I never understood Missed you for a time and place That was never any good Now I wear your memory out like an old rag It's not the most romantic thing I use you to clean my windows I wring you out in the sink
8.
See yourself in parallax Aim for ten percent body fat Go dye your hair black My skin is pale rosy My gaze is baby blue mirror smooth Et je serai en forme pour toujours Adonis in bad colors Chiseled you out plain: Eros I think you're tame In twenty years Who'll remember you? Je serai en forme pour toujours I've been on the prowl and it's not going better And I'm taking my time and it's taking forever Oh! I do not light up I walk like I'm graceful, I crawl for a mile I suffer for fashion, I suffer this smile Yeah, I do not light up If you deviate the future will reject you If you stumble it won't make you any friends If you wear that dress, ooh, an act of god himself could not protect you And if you don't light up then you might as well be dead I'm queer like whatever! I am here to enthrall! No one said it'd be easy; no one says much at all Yeah, I do not light up I'm young and vivacious, inspect my dimensions! I'll live in your nightstand, I'll eat your attention! But I will not light up Your father's upset 'cause the image no longer reflects you And your mother's scared 'cause she can't see round the bend If you wear that dress, ooh, no one in their right mind will respect you So if you don't light up then, you might as well be dead Live as if you're fading fast You're the hottest hypochondriac I bend my spine back Oh I'm losing the plot, I'm just losing the tune Je sais que je serai en forme pour toujours
9.
Through endless afternoons, I stay awake I live in ruins of an age My pipes are ringing sharp and easy In my wake - I own this hazy day Now, in my moments of weakness I might curse this rotten war I might curse this rotten war I might curse this rotten war But hey, then, what else am I good for? Ain't gonna sleep until i break Ain't gonna sleep for just old times' sake any more! I shoot an arrow cross the sun And feel much keener than before! I'm a sucker for lost civilization This land with lungs collapsed and bleeding through My work is slow but I am patient This land forever sleeping in a tomb But if they ever storm the beaches I might curse those rotten yanks I might curse those rotten yanks I might curse those rotten yanks They left me with nothing left to do Who drops the bombs here again? Dreaming mad jack alive come light me up! Oh, what a view I shoot an arrow cross the sun again; In this I am renewed
10.
Smut 02:34
Here I have a little copper thing in my arms See, got a little copper thing in my arms Don't do me any good but I keep it around I am only in the clear when I see the exits Gotta be forever on the offensive Only looking up when something is Holding me down I will get along with anyone if I need to Got a couple tricks to keep me efficient I am a machine that sweats for affection Hey, man, I don't feel okay when we're at your table Maybe I will feel okay in the bedroom Before you can turn me on I need a little misdirection! Smut! My desire lies Clinical and dry I freeze this moment for a future place and time At my full extent Everybody's friend Consistently funny and usually kind Never sound confused Always braced for bad news Take your melatonin take your SSRI Sometimes I'd rather have a pornographic life Here I have a little copper thing in my arms See, got a little copper thing in my arms I guess I'm gonna keep it around I'm gonna keep it around
11.
My name is fate My name is neverending Time and again My word is wrong My narratives are always bending I crawl through space Shaky, on my final breath Time and again With knives and chains A trillion angels leave me for dead Oh, cry of faith My spirit overextending Time and again My body breaks But i am always mending My nights run long My winged gaze surrounding Time and again I roll this stone In figure-eights up mountains But all of my miracles They dissolve, they drain away Without you, any day Without you, babe My name is fate I plot my course unblinking Time and again My plans are grandiose Though my means are shy and shrinking My stars are crossed My hearts are ever pounding Time and again I roll this stone In figure-eights up mountains And all of my miracles They dissolve, they drain away Without you, any day without you, Without you, without you, babe So what I cast them off again! So what I cast them off again! I turn to earth and I descend so what I cast them off again The universe is dark before this day is through I spin in place this day, this day repeats you Inside my house I'm comatose, I'm vanishing, I'm see-through Tomorrow is sleeping! The future unconscious, Battered, bleeding, barely breathing, beneath you I keep up morale but I just feel fatigue Angels tell another joke but, man, I haven't laughed in, like, a century No more nostalgia! No more love-letters! No looking inwards! There's nothing to see! But terrible daydreams of featureless deities Reaching their arms out and clawing at me Angels are bureaucrats, rent-seekers, parasites! Heaven is an endless tower of middle-men with glassy eyes! Hopeless incompetents, mild-mannered manager types, All stumbling, drowning, convalescing in eternal light! So what I cast them off again! So what I cast them off again! I turn to earth and I descend so what I cast them off again Without you Without you Without you Without you, any day Without you Without you Without you Babe

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a man with washboard abs realizes the world does not care,
a first date turns sour on a long bus ride,
a young gay couple struggle to display empathy,
a silicon valley fever dream turns anti-erotic,
a helpless romantic won't stop scratching at the wound,
an aging narcissist attempts to transmogrify himself,
a proud fighter struggles to exist without constant opposition,
a loving mother prays for an acrimonious end to her daughter's marriage,
a disgruntled angel hangs out on earth to get away from office politics

SONG AGAINST RECOVERY / SONG AGAINST FAMILY / SONG AGAINST MASCULINITY / SONG AGAINST STYLE / SONG AGAINST INEVITABILITY / SONG AGAINST HUMOR / SONG AGAINST FANTASY / SONG AGAINST VANITY / SONG AGAINST NOSTALGIA / SONG AGAINST INTIMACY / SONG AGAINST REPETITION

[11:44] alex: oh tim these lyrics are so acerbic but the absolute Beats

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released September 19, 2019

■ All music recorded 2017-2019 in Montréal, Québec and Denton, Texas by Timothy de Reuse aka WGWGSA

■ Cover art by Marzanna Drowning
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■ Mastered by the ever remarkable Parker Vogt / Rekapper
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■ Artistic support from my esteemed colleagues in The Hai
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Water Gun Water Gun Sky Attack Montreal, Québec

krautrock/idm/electronic/folk/shouting/noise/looping/pop/indulgent/glitch music by tim, who is from denton, texas but is hibernating in montreal for a while

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