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for The Phil
Oct. 2nd, 2004 02:53 amToday is The Phil's birthday.
So I've finished "Massive", from our Shadow Freaks album.
The first track was "DeadLife". Written in 2000.
Recently, I started "Recalcitrant", in my great foray into good-ideas-I-couldn't-finish.
It's only taken about four years to get a second track actually finished.
Phil is the man behind the lyrics to Computer #1, Hellisontheway, Black Morning, Angel on my Shoulder, Money and Confidence and part and parcel of many other DeathBoy tracks, either implicitly, by inspiration, permission or influence.
We met in english class, age 13.
I found someone who saw the world the same as me.
When he spoke, I didn't need to.
When I made a joke, I didn't need to make the punchline. Instead of a room full of faces looking down at me as if *I* was the stupid one, I got a grin and a wiggle of the eyebrows and eyes that understood.
The world was and is better for knowing I'm not alone.
We share the same brain.
When we were kids, suffering the kind of mind-molesting depression that kicks in the first time, we swore we'd not leave the other one alone.
Like an anti-suicide pact.
If one of us went, we knew the other would.
So when everything went jet, we both held on tight because it would be so utterly fucked to leave the other one alone.
And we got THIS far.
Phil writes excellent poetry.
He's getting published of late.
He's the reason I'm still here.
Happy birthday, man.
I love you more than me.
Let's kill the whole fucking thing and scream armageddon as the gods all die.
Mine's a bad pill in a ditch with a mate.
x
( Massive Lyrics )
So I've finished "Massive", from our Shadow Freaks album.
The first track was "DeadLife". Written in 2000.
Recently, I started "Recalcitrant", in my great foray into good-ideas-I-couldn't-finish.
It's only taken about four years to get a second track actually finished.
Phil is the man behind the lyrics to Computer #1, Hellisontheway, Black Morning, Angel on my Shoulder, Money and Confidence and part and parcel of many other DeathBoy tracks, either implicitly, by inspiration, permission or influence.
We met in english class, age 13.
I found someone who saw the world the same as me.
When he spoke, I didn't need to.
When I made a joke, I didn't need to make the punchline. Instead of a room full of faces looking down at me as if *I* was the stupid one, I got a grin and a wiggle of the eyebrows and eyes that understood.
The world was and is better for knowing I'm not alone.
We share the same brain.
When we were kids, suffering the kind of mind-molesting depression that kicks in the first time, we swore we'd not leave the other one alone.
Like an anti-suicide pact.
If one of us went, we knew the other would.
So when everything went jet, we both held on tight because it would be so utterly fucked to leave the other one alone.
And we got THIS far.
Phil writes excellent poetry.
He's getting published of late.
He's the reason I'm still here.
Happy birthday, man.
I love you more than me.
Let's kill the whole fucking thing and scream armageddon as the gods all die.
Mine's a bad pill in a ditch with a mate.
x
( Massive Lyrics )
