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pretty​-​nice crisis

by cfcq + the piss of assurance

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Malcolm DC Ekman
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Malcolm DC Ekman I simply cannot settle on my favorite track no matter how hard I try because every meticulously-crafted pop vignette goes harder than the last. utter genius Favorite track: i trust a bus driver.
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1.
primfry wakes up before dawn what does he intend to do today? primfry’s asleep in the street didn’t even make it to his car see how he rolls in his sleep see how he dreams of running see how his arms are bent as if to say wait up primfry’s a friend to the worm says he has a good taste for decay primfry’s a body of waves look at how he takes his salt lick plain see how he opens his door see how he first steps away see how he’s folded in half as if to say wait up wait up wait up
2.
winter crow 01:53
winter crow’s dandy’s pallor glows in the slow approach of the spring evening flies low with the river boats as the statues grow starts to keening old growth of the altar snow past the littered bones and the writing crow intones what the river knows all the telephones have been abandoned a body broken by the chase would let his innocent heart race a bullet charmed to a slow pace came wafting in on a tuesday in contemplation of his fate picking the scabs of the highway he knows the statue by its face the nest he built between the graves what we know of the bastard crow’s scrawled in florid prose bound in lichen what it bodes when the crow flies home at the violent close of the fighting all alone with the river’s flow sand still dark from snow sits benighted singing stones of the undertow kick the weathered crow one for fighting
3.
ring around the apple patch six games forfeited to six games forfeited to darkened noon you’re the one i wanna catch can we stop running in can we stop running in circles soon? draw a line and make a match what’s a boy on his recess a boy on his recess to do? hang a locket on a latch no one’s looking in here no one’s looking in here for us two no one is watching no one is watching no one is watching us no one is watching no one is watching set a rabbit for a trap we’ll sit counting waiting sitting counting waiting for the moon who can read a blackened map can’t be sure we ever can’t be sure we ever make it thru i’m the shadow at your back i’m still something like the i’m still something like the boy you knew if it’s soft here in the black we can sleep here maybe we can sleep here all the way til june and when we wake up and when we come out there will be no sky but you and i know as we are swinging this will be our flight no one is watching… ring around the apple patch six games forfeited to dark
4.
dread flowws 01:04
equanimity is so hard to maintain in an old society where everything is assumed and the things you wanna say have been said for you so the only thing to do is try and fail to explain the dread flows warm green and rising from underground dread flows where every word will return the dread flows sad imitation of renewal dread flows unnatural to wait for what no one should expect but easy to forget when you feel anger rise up knowing who your friends are not makes everything more fun if we can guess what you enjoy then what’s left to reject? the dread flows warm green and rising from underground dread flows where every word will return the dread flows sad imitation of renewal dread flows
5.
walking home wishing i was walking home alone with you walking home wishing i was walking home at home lifted like a leaf by the rubber sole of your shoe breakfast in a sky lighted den grumpy men upstairs stamp their feet snacking under cover of rugs honey in a bowl of sour cream writing home wishing i was writing home from home alone writing home wishing i liked talking on the phone the gravity of ken in the end well-appointed cabinets and shelves play some tricky things on guitar read the birth announcement again when you were born you looked just like a little alien i’d look at your picture and think, phone home when my next birthday comes, i’ll finally be old enough to own land do i remember? in my sleep
6.
i’d rather be murdering birds my boys than stealing the food from their cage i’d rather be stealing my words by choice than making up ones i can’t say i’m sick to the heart and i’m scared my boys tonight will come sleep or come seize illumine the bowers of my art fair voice or show me the way to the sea don’t forget about me god dammit come find me asleep at the cliffs my boys come lay the rocks all at my feet my legs will be crossed and alive of course and you had better let me be
7.
could the wind deliver you to my door further than the cigarettes at the store take forever to come open the door you’re my friend meet me at night at the store if you win would you let squirrels die for nothing? cause it’s unfair to burn a book in the winter gravel pit your overture to the neighbors let them climb impotent kings of this fertile vale laughter from the hooded girls swollen pine beneath their feet weather conquers the divine broke a fist against a parking restriction rode the wind and choked on corpses of roaches i still smoke i know i promised i would quit slow me down or i’ll doze through the good traffic
8.
i got the wish that i asked for the moon in the sky in the daytime it’s not the color of cars in the winter but the churning of flour thru the sifter i only wish we’d roll more slowly the medicine has its promise to keep the weight of the world in bananas the baby will come when it’s ready i only walk in the snow when it’s raining rusting my joints like a spider in deep space i only wish we’d roll more smoothly the medicine has its promise to keep politely breathing my heart on the dojo floor i trust a bus driver i trust a bus driver
9.
wagonstroke 01:36
do i like puzzles or don’t i? probably more having my hand held oh hi hello how are you? oh i see i’m here if you need to talk to me moving parts will make moving hearts sweet as anything the silence of this car maddens me blue green grey blue green grey save for me your most secret frown frown for me secretly it’s easier to arrive with a past than to stay seeking appropriate gifts the hand grips the cheek both bleed there’s many rooms here moving parts will make moving hearts sweet as anything moving parts will make moving hearts sweet as anything
10.
alone in a room with a vacuum and a surge has just blown all the outlets out oh what an ego you have my boy bound as if glued to the handle of an instrument not suited to my use oh birds of burden listen to my voice it’s familiar in a way that i choose not to understand the taste on the tip of my tongue it tastes like bitter but it’s sweet like stolen candy i’ll wait for you as for the moon in summer the games of chess get shorter every time oh i’ve yet to see one all the way thru think of me as a balloon of feeling deflate me and you’ll bring me back to earth or risk me drifting into the blue it brings me no joy to know that the daylight will hit me soon the best part of night is the moon that’s the worst part of summer too it’s familiar in a way that i choose not to understand the taste on the tip of my tongue it tastes like bitter x3 but it’s sweet like stolen
11.
microscopic no light here but architects’ impressions before you could say it darkens the impulse passes thru it watch the seagulls swoop inland the mating songs are ceasing they quibble up on the wind they must relate to ideas they’ve got to wonder why they’ve led each other here walk sign flashing thru the fog the prayer comes uninvited a very dark thing designed for a quite specific purpose people reeling thru lamplight the circuitry bird chirps care this is the world of concern this is the world that precedes this is the world i was born obligated to i would ask you if you knew whether in the morning you hear me better between the motorbikes and the weather it’s 3 o clock in the morning, remember? i would ask you if it gets better 3 in the morning and you just remembered
12.
take the train tomorrow downtown make sure there isn’t anyone around i’ll be waiting how does that sound? i’ll keep my outside voice down or should i ride my bike to your house? promise i’ll be quiet as a louse i’m deferential and i won’t grouse so can i be with you now? please say okay please don’t tire of me yet love i’ve yet to go beyond and above ever since you’ve been calling my bluff too much is never enough i don’t like the feel of my bed can’t i loan you a pillow instead even if it is all in my head i won’t forget what you said please say okay… i’ll show you how little it means to me
13.
warm coins 02:10
warm intestines of the nation swollen heads of waffle eaters power power power and authority give them guns and orders for skins buy them clothes and multiply them power to the greater efficiency elephants of war march over mountains made of wrapping paper yellow fiction bleeding purple crystals etched by glaciers in sunset hues put all your money on winter sun not going down wreath yourself all around with your father’s clementines (let them ring) whites of their eyes (let them ring) echoes of shouts (let them ring) round the ditch side (let them wring) all of it out winter sun not going down… histories of secret wishes won’t leave out the dear departed power power power for authority i’m not hidden from my history only from its secret mission power power power to the pillory glory to the flagship midas finally found the empty island no one will eat blandly again luster luster luster in monochrome power luster power in monochrome

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released August 20, 2018

performed and produced by casimir frederic coquette + jeremy maccuish

recorded by peter woodford at the bottle garden, montreal qc

songs by casimir frederic coquette; additional lyrics on "ring around the apple patch" by lena t

cover image by meredith gd

first release on tape by Like Spinning Tapes

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cfcq + the piss of assurance Montreal, Québec

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