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Amazon Village Mall
02:14
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I had a good friend with green hair who moved to Alaska
his stepdad was a pilot I met at his mom's house
he said it's so scary rescuing strangers
we got tattoos a couple years later
we thought this skin lasted forever
In the meantime
I bought a machete,
stole a box of cough drops,
walked out to the golf course
tired and sweaty
I get what your brother was trying not to say:
nothing is how it's supposed to be but you're happy
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Choke Valve
03:28
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mechanical
memories I can't fake
the garage is full of banter
& empty cars remind me of my heart
breaking and entering
it's cocaine or anxiety
but something's gonna keep me up
american,
deep fried & carsick,
years in the midwest,
every road just meets another road
but no one ever leaves
tyrannical
last call in basements
a Michigan waitress
every stage just holds me for a while
outside inside inside outside
it's a lover or a banister
but something's gonna keep me up
fictional
versions of myself
you wrote in your novels
that no one ever wins
petroleum
versions of myself
lupine hearts rusted
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3. |
Detour
03:16
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makeshift
Massachusetts
new mother, snow moon
Garrett knows
how far cities are
canyons at night
Garrett is a truck driver
too young for tattoos
detour
for a birthday,
new letters, no room
Garrett knows
how far cities are
black-hole polite
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A Trail
02:29
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gated nights
the pool was closing
& like deer we cut
through the yards
yelling "their future is not ours!
their stories are not laws! anarchy!"
well it's funny now,
is it funny now
that I know mom and dad
stayed up all night cleaning
the backseat of the car
now I know about the wounded man
now I know about rescue
yet with each new day what's left
to say but "good morning?"
can't you tell I'm trying to make sense
of the map of sweat I found on this mattress?
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Fox Chase
02:11
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most days I ignore the future,
but I could give you a couple
exceptions to that rule
like 6pm I get a text from my mom
it just says "Happy new year,"
or when we thought Nick went missing
but he rolled up on his bike
& now he's getting married,
but you opened an envelope
of photos you'd seen before,
before they meant what they mean now
thanksgiving, you brought me home,
it wasn't mine & it couldn't be yours,
I'd never been but I could tell it hadn't changed
your high school friends slept on the floor
on years of mail that went ignored,
how do you know when it hurts enough?
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Hurries
04:55
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ain't it sad that some things happen & others don't?
we get lost when we go back to your hometown,
but there's a bathroom with a map of where you've gone
I could take you anywhere,
but I simply forgot
who cares if time is wasted
figuring out if we're wasting time?
we could move to the next biggest city
when we get bored of tapping our thumbs for the same people
go online & get a job. who could care?
I could take you anywhere
to distract us from ourselves
ain't it pretty? it's still a theater, the seats studded with our gum
we grew up here,
not that you could tell
all these fences & we would jump them
how the hell did we become them?
ain't it pretty? it's still a theater, the seats studded with our gum
we grew up here,
not that you could tell
hurricanes & friends neglected,
I miss what places meant
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