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Track of the Week : Pink Lemonade
by cobaltblade on October 2nd, 2011


Pink Lemonade by The Tombstone Teeth

From the Full Length Album “X the Unknown”. Personel: Lord Claudius von Vile Silencer (keyboards, bass), C W Cobalt (vocals), Bread Morton (guitar), Djangus Khan (drums), Vapor Fellow (Sax)

Track of the Week : Couch
by cobaltblade on September 10th, 2011


Couch by The Tombstone Teeth

 From the Full Length Album “Bells of Orchids”. Personel: Lord Claudius von Vile Silencer (keyboards, bass), C W Cobalt (vocals), Bread Morton (guitar), Djangus Khan (drums)

Track of the Week : That One Slipped Away Like Mercury
by cobaltblade on September 5th, 2011


That One Slipped Away Like Mercury by The Flat Astronauts

from the Full Length Album “Flesh Island”. Personel: C W Cobalt (vocals), JJJ Luscious (guitar), Bus DDTMilklithin (Bass), Lord Claudius von Vile Silencer (Keyboards), Djangus Khan (Drums)

Track of the Week : Samantha Soda
by cobaltblade on July 17th, 2011


SAMANTHA SODA by C W Cobalt (1991)

Human history pauses.

Reaction motion full stop, sputtering figures,
Samantha and you, two and two,
voices fading in an undefined space, a concrete
hallway that absorbs word and noise.
Distraction, collision, fingertip detachment, a final
release of sweaty ice filled hard paper cup, jumbo size
plummet hammer, Samantha’s
face straight on, eye on eye, pop dropping drink,
pop dropping drink in this concrete bunker.

Goodbye.

Samantha’s frame, braced rigid ‘gainst brick,
pop drink dropping straight down,
giant sized sugar spin. Down.

Goodbye.

Hollow of neck, Samantha blonde, mis-represented Dutch flush
haircut, Samantha unclogged, liquid swirling, rotating spiral tail
in air, 300 galaxy days to impact, clouds streaming,

Samantha mouth mouth
carbonation, precipitation, almost not blonde

Goodbye.

Samantha, awkward lurch impact, gallon soda cascade, cup
fall faster than soda. One quick crack whack,
liquid squandered contain smack, fumble wrecking solidity,
drop drop drop
Your eyes are trembling, lips flickering, this soda doesn’t belong in the cup.
Grapple wrung out,
contrasting to action, structure and revision.
Undecipherable sentence, tasteless estate of fall.

Samantha’s soda, giant size tragedy in air,
never before or since culminating random
rotation and spill. Discarded fluid somewhere
between rebuffed proposition and dull concrete bunker bluffs of vision and itch.

Detach and dream of desire! Impact of cup
cracking lid, flying off terminal velocity.

Spill, spill, spill, spill, spill. FLASH FLOOD!!
At exactly the same nation, city, state, hour, minute, second, two and two pause.

“I’m sorry.”  In tandem.

Unclench.

Fluidly beautiful clumsy hug --- over!
Cruel stain blurting across carpet, wet sorry soda blob,
carpet thread leak, expanding circular seeping mass, dead density, soda continent.

Polluted, disappointing dissolve. Resolved she turns.

Samantha’s undecipherable blanketed sentence.

Goodbye.

You’ll never drink that soda,
you’re never going to taste that soda,
you’re never meeting that tongue,
and if you could say something,
if you could say something, the stain might
never come out of that rug.

 
 



 

White Light/White Heat by the Velvet Underground (1968, 40 mins)

SIDE ONE
01 White Light/White Heat (02:47)
02 The Gift (08:08)
03 Lady Godiva’s Operation (04:56)
04 Here She Comes Now (02:04)

SIDE TWO
05 I Heard Her Call My Name (04:38)
06 Sister Ray (17:27)



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