(consider yourself dared)

here’s a bundle of 3 songs from her upcoming album

going certifiably diagnosably batpoop insane over lost in the trees these days

lost in the trees knitting

dare you to try and resist this stuff

all alone in an empty house

i spent my whole life on you
and i built you a gorgeous house
to put up with your bitched mouth
and i’ve thrown all my dreams right out

and i’m so selfless here
i’m so selfless here
theres a cloud in my head
i’m so selfless here

and what do u want from me
i’ve burried my own babies
and i live all lone in an empty house
i’ve thrown all my dreams right out

and i’m so lonely here
i’m so lonely here
theres a cloud in my head
i’m so lonely here

so i tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
build the stone wall
what are you hiding
what are you hiding
what are you hiding
is something dirty
something dirty
what are you hiding
what are you hiding
something dirty
where’s the baby
where’s the baby
where’s the baby
go the baby
you touched the baby
you must be crazy
i must be crazy
i touched the baby
hide in the tower
hide in the tower
hide in the tower
right in the tower
right in the tower
right in the tower
right in the tower
for all i care ’cause i hear your soul
and how i hate your soul
will the church protect me
how i hate your soul
are we leaving
are we ever leaving
we’ve got black spots in our eyes
are we ever leaving
no where
never meant to hurt anyone
never meant to hurt anyone
no plunge holes into the wall
but never hurt anyone
no, no one is perfect
and, no one is perfect
we’ve got holes in our heart
no one is perfect

walk around the lake (a proper video!)

Lost in the Trees – “Walk Around The Lake” from Trekky Records on Vimeo.

song for the painter

& as a bonus, their tiny desk concert at npr. two of the three above again, but different versions + you get to see them!

white on white translucent black capes
back on the rack
bela lugosi’s dead
the bats have left the bell tower
the victims have been bled
red velvet lines the black box
bela lugosi’s dead
undead undead undead
the virginal brides file past his tomb
strewn with time’s dead flowers
bereft in deathly bloom
alone in a darkened room
the count
bela logosi’s dead
undead undead undead

bonus:

bonus bonus:

update:
bonus bonus bonus (hat tip to @thorlakur for the tip)

and finally, the bonusest bonus of all bonuses in the history of bonusy bonuses (23 in one!):

that should feed one’s bauhaus addiction for at least a few hours…

i could never belong to you

interesting with a chick bathing in milk, blue feet, the guys dressed as roman centurions, huge hairy rotating heads, wolves, scared kids in black & white, hairy humanoids, gun-toting nick cave, one golden dude, and of course, beware of boobies

bonus: hear super heathen child here

btw, here’s all of these, + a few more in a playlist

white blank page

little lion man

the cave

winter winds

btw, here’s all of these, + a few more in a playlist

summer's over

no sooner have you sung enfin l’été & voilà l’été than it’s time for adieu l’été

still, no reason to complain, feel forlorn, despondent, or glum my chum, or — godsforbid — woebegone, this year we got 5 days of summer

that’s far above the average

so, let’s all sing along:

Les Négresses Vertes – Voilà l’été
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everybody now:

voilà l’été
voilà l’été
voilà l’été
voilà l’été

voilà l’été, j’aperçois le soleil
les nuages filent et le ciel s’éclaircît
et dans ma tête qui bourdonnent
les abeilles!
l’entends rugir les plaisirs de la vie
c’est le retour des amours
qui nous chauffent les oreilles
il fait si chaud
qui’il nous poussent des envies
c’est le bonheur rafraîchi d’un
cocktail
les filles sont belles et les dieux sont ravis

enfin l’été
enfin l’été
enfin l’été
enfin l’été

enfin l’été,
mais y’a déjà plus d’argent
le tout paris se transformé en phobie
le métro sue tout devient purulent
dans ses souliers, le passager abruti
a dix doigts d’pied qui s’expriment
violemment
y’a plus d’amis les voisins sont partis
l’été paris c’est plutôt relaxant
on rêve de plage
et la seine est jolie

toujours l’été
c’est pas du superflu
il fait trop chaud, le soleil m’abasour
dit
rillettes sous les bras
j’avance dans la rue
j’pense à ces cons qui s’font chier
dans l’midi
tous ces torches-culs qui vont cuire
dans leurs jus
tous ces noyés, la mer quel saloperie
et sur les routes les danger ca vous tue
vivement l’automne, je me sens tout aigri

toujours l’été
toujours l’été
toujours l’été
toujours l’été

voilà l’été, j’aperçois le soleil
les nuages filent et le ciel s’éclaircit
et dans ma tête qui bourdonnent
les abeilles!
l# entends rugir les plaisirs de la vie
c’est le retour des amours
qui nous chauffent les oreilles
il fait si chaud
qui’il nous poussent des envies
c’est le bonheur rafraîchi d’un
cocktail
les filles sont belles et les dieux sont ravis

voilà
enfin
toujours
encore

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andrew bird does effigy, tenuousness & natural disaster
st vincent does what me & black

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