my beautiful brother Chris died on February 21, 2012.
i blog here to stay sane. i howl to thee, internets.

 

The ship of fools is coming in
Take me off I’ve got to eat
Same old stories same old thing
Letting out and pulling in

Mister, there’s a caravan parked out back
Restless hoping for a christian rider
The black book, a grappling hook
A hangman’s noose on a burnt out tree
Guess we must be getting close to tombstone

The last time we had eaten
Was when the flies were going for free
You could count the hardships by the open doors
But sandwiched in between
Were the fishermen who still
Wished they could sail from tenessee to arizona

So hold on, won’t be long
The call is on the line
Hold on, sister’s gone
South to give the sign

We picked up dracula in memphis
It was just about the break of day
And then hastily prayed for out souls to be saved
There was something in the air that made us kind of weary

By the time we got to swansea it was getting dark
Tumble, jungles, bugles and the prize
The tides turned west at amerforth
As if they didn’t know what to do
But garnant stood it’s ground and asked for more

All the people seemed quite glad to see us
Shaking hands and smiling like the clock
Well we gave them all the message then
That the ship of fools was in
Make sure they get home for christmas

So hold on, won’t be long
The call is on the line
So hold on, sister’s gone
South to give the sign

(Track listing from a mix CD Christopher gave me for Christmas in either 2008 or 2010)

The Smiths — stop me if you think you’ve heard this one before

Caribou — melody day

Colophon —first day back from brooklyn/fingers through your hair

Curtains — world’s most dangerous woman 

Tapes n’ Tapes — omaha 

Josef K. — it’s kinda funny 

John Cale — ship of fools 

Wolf Parade — the national peoples scare 

Stephen Malkmus — post-paint boy 

Blonde Redhead — top ranking 

Deerhunter — spring hall convert 

David Bowie — move on 

Mission of Burma — this is not a photograph  

Sonic Youth — (i got a) catholic block 

Gang of Four — ether 

Psychic Ills — killer 

Swell Maps — blenheim shots 

Swell Maps — a raincoats room 

Psychic Ills — red split 

(Source: Spotify)

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