This one is for the hipster fucks and the aesthete cunts
I will hunt you with my voice
This art is a compulsion
Not a fucking career choice
With your twee little melodies
And your synthesized sins
If it were up to me
I’d consign it all to the bin
Beside the tattered brogues and the vintage chic
You’ve appropriated as your look
Try discussing Dylan with me
And I’m liable to puke
Your vacuous façade hums quietly along
Market research disguised as a song
An unremarkable shade of beige
Snivelling sycophants sniff
Around the corpse of a scene
Jumping from tweepop to mathrock
And everything in between
Whatever tickles the fancy
Of their esteemed peers
Fuelled by delusions of grandeur
And self congratulatory cheers
Comets orbit moons
Orbit planets orbit stars
Space detritus fallen to earth
And drinking in trendy bars
Your scripted drama unfolds so predictably
You identify, use and abuse so instinctively
An unremarkable shade of beige
credits
from Graphite,
released December 25, 2011
Vocals & Radio Static - Kevin P. Gilday
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021